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FROM  THE  LIBRARY  OF 
REV.   LOUIS    FITZGERALD    BENSON,  D.  D. 

BEQUEATHED   BY   HIM   TO 

THE    LIBRARY   OF 

PRINCETON  THEOLOGICAL  SEMINARY 


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ADDITIONAL  HYMNS, 


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HYMNS,  ANCIENT  AND  MODEKN, 


HYMNS   FOR  CHURCH  AND   HOME." 


PREPARED  FOR  USE  IN  THE  CONGREGATIONS  OF  THE 

PROTESTANT  EPISCOPAL   CHURCH  IN  THE 

UNITED  STATES  OF  AMERICA. 


PHILADELPHIA: 

J.    B.    LIPPIXCOTT    &     CO. 
1870. 


Entered,  according  to  the  Act  of  Congress,  in  the  year  18G9,  by 
J.  B.  LIPPINCOTT  &  CO., 

in  the  Clerk's  Office  of  the  District  Court  of  the  United  States  for  the 
Eastern  District  of  Pennsylvania. 


PREFACE. 


This  volume  consists,  as  its  title  imports,  of  the  "Ad- 
ditional Hymns  set  forth  by  the  House  of  Bishops  in 
General  Convention,  October,  1865,  to  be  used  in  the 
Congregations  of  the  Protestant  Episcopal  Church  in 
the  United  States  of  America,"  and  of  Selections  from 
"Hymns,  Ancient  and  Modern,"  and  "Hymns  for 
Church  and  Home,"  made  at  the  request  of  several  of 
the  Bishops  for  use  in  their  respective  Dioceses.  The 
following  have  decided  to  authorize  its  use : 

Rt.  Rev.  THOMAS  M.  CLARK,  D.  D.,  Bishop  of  Rhode  Island. 

Rt.  Rev.  G.  T.  BEDELL,  D.  D.,  Assistant  Bishop  of  Ohio. 

Rt.  Rev.  A.  C.  COXE,  D.  D.,  Bishop  of  Western  New  York. 

Rt.  Rev.  B.  B.  SMITH,  D.  D.,  Bishop  of  Kentucky. 

Rt.  Rev.  C.  P.  McILVAINE,  D.D.,  Bishop  of  Ohio. 

Rt.  Rev.  ALFRED  LEE,  D.  D.,  Bishop  of  Delaware. 

Rt.  Rev.  JOHN  JOHNS,  D.D.,  Bishop  of  Virginia. 

Rt.  Rev.  MANTON  EASTBURN,  D.  D.,  Bishop  of  Massachusetts. 

Rt.  Rev.  JOHN  WILLIAMS,  D.  D.,  Bishop  of  Connecticut. 

Rt.  Rev.  T.  F.  DAVIS,  D.D.,  Bishop  ofSmtth  Carolina. 

Rt.  Rev.  THOMAS  ATKINSON,  D.D.,  Bishop  of  North  Carolina. 

Rt.  Rev.  HENRY  W.  LEE,  D.D.,  Bishop  of  Iowa. 

Rt.  Rev.  ALEXANDER  GREGG,  D.D.,  Bishop  of  Texas. 

Rt.  Rev.  WM.  B.  STEVENS,  D.  D.,  Bishop  of  Pennsylvania. 

Rt.  Rev.  THOMAS  H.  VAIL,  D.  D.,  Bishop  of  Kansas. 

Rt.  Rev.  GEO.  M.  RANDALL,  D.  D.,  Miss.  Bishop  of  Colorado,  etc. 

Rt.  Rev.  J.  B.  KERFOOT,  D.D.,  Bishop  of  Pittsburg. 

Rt.  Rev.  GEO.  D.  CUMMINS,  D.D.,  Assistant  Bishop  of  Kentucky. 

Rt.  Ret.  F.  M.  WHITTLE,  D.  D.,  Assistant  Bishop  of  Virginia 

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ADDITIONAL  HYMNS. 


REDEMPTION. 

Hymn  213.  II  4 

T3LOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow; 
-^  The  gladly-solemn  sound ! 
Let  all  the  nations  know, 

To  earth's  remotest  bound, 
The  year  of  j  ubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

2  Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest, 

Hath  full  atonement  made : 
Ye  weary  spirits,  rest; 

Ye  mournful  souls,  be  glad; 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

3  Extol  the  Lamb  of  God, 

The  sin-atoning  Lamb; 
Redemption  by  his  blood 

Throughout  the  world  proclaim : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

3 


REDEMPTION. 

4  Ye  slaves  of  sin  and  hell, 

Your  liberty  receive, 
And  safe  in  Jesus  dwell, 

And  blest  in  Jesus  live : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

5  Ye  who  have  sold  for  naught 

Your  heritage  above, 
Receive  it  back  unbought. 

The  gift  of  Jesus'  love : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

6  The  gospel  trumpet  hear, 

The  news  of  heavenly  grace; 
And,  saved  from  earth,  appear 

Before  your  Saviour's  face: 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 


Hymn  214.  0.  M. 

rpR'ERE  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood 
-*-    Drawn  from  Emmanuel's  veins; 
And  sinners  plunged  beneath  that  flood 
Lose  all  their  guilty  stains. 

2  The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see 
That  fountain  in  his  day; 
And  there  may  I,  as  vile  as  he, 
Wash  all  my  sins  away. 


THE    CHURCH.  5 

3  Dear,  dying  Lamb,  Thy  precious  blood 

Shall  never  lose  its  power, 
Till  all  the  ransomed  church  of  God 
Be  saved,  to  sin  no  more. 

4  E'er  since,  by  faith,  I  saw  the  stream 

Thy  flowing  wounds  supply, 
Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  shall  be  till  I  die. 

5  Then  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 

I'll  sing  Thy  power  to  save; 
When  this  poor  lisping,  stammering  tongue 
Lies  silent  in  the  grave. 


THE    CHURCH. 

Hymn  215.  HI.  3. 

r^-LORIOUS  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 

^      Zion,  city  of  our  God: 

He,  whose  word  cannot  be  broken, 

Formed  thee  for  his  own  abode; 
On  the  rock  of  ages  founded, 

What  can  shake  thy  sure  repose? 
With  salvation's  walls  surrounded, 

Thou  may'st  smile  at  all  thy  foes. 

2  See,  the  streams  of  living  waters, 
Springing  from  eternal  love, 
Well  supply  thy  sons  and  daughters, 
And  all  fear  of  want  remove; 
l* 


THE    CHURCH. 

Who  can  faint  while  such  a  river 
Ever  flows  their  thirst  t'  assuage? 

Grace,  which  like  the  Lord,  the  Giverv 
Never  fails  from  age  to  age. 

Round  each  habitation  hovering, 

See  the  cloud  and  fire  appear, 
For  a  glory  and  a  covering, 

Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near. 
Blest  inhabitants  of  Zion, 

Washed  in  the  Redeemer's  blood! 
Jesus,  whom  their  souls  rely  on, 

Makes  them  kings  and  priests  to  God 

Saviour,  if  of  Zion's  city 

I  through  grace  a  member  am, 
Let  the  world  deride  or  pity, 

I  will  glory  in  Thy  name: 
Fading  is  the  worldling's  pleasure., 

All  his  boasted  pomp  and  show; 
Solid  joys  and  lasting  treasure, 

None  but  Zion's  children  know. 


Hymn  21G.  C.  M 

pOME,  let  us  join  our  friends  above, 
^     That  have  obtained  the  prize, 
And  on  the  eagle  wings  of  love, 
To  joys  celestial  rise : 

Let  all  the  saints  terrestrial  sing, 

With  those  to  glory  gone: 
For  all  the  servants  of  our  King, 

In  earth  and  heaven,  are  one. 


THE    CHURCH.  7 

3  One  family,  we  dwell  in  Him; 

One  church  above,  beneath; 
Though  now  divided  by  the  stream, — 
The  narrow  stream  of  death. 

4  One  army  of  the  living  God, 

To  His  command  we  bow; 
Part  of  His  host  have  crossed  the  flood, 
And  part  are  crossing  now. 

5  Ten  thousand  to  their  endless  home, 

This  solemn  moment  fly; 
And  we  are  to  the  margin  come, 
And  we  expect  to  die. 

6  Then,  Lord  of  Hosts,  be  Thou  our  Guide, 

And  we,  at  Thy  command, 
Through  waves  that  part  on  either  side, 
Shall  reach  Thy  blessed  land. 


Hymn  217.  C.  M 

rTHE  Son  of  God  goes  forth  to  war, 
-*-      A  kingly  crown  to  gain; 
His  blood-red  banner  streams  afar: 
Who  follows  in  His  train? 

2  Who  best  can  drink  His  cup  of  woe, 
And  triumph  over  pain, 
Who  patient  bear  His  cross  below, 
He  follows  in  His  train. 


<5  THE    CHURCH. 

3  The  martyr  first,  whose  eagle  eye 

Could  pierce  beyond  the  grave, 
Who  saw  his  Master  in  the  sky, 
And  called  on  Him  to  save. 

4  Like  Him,  with  pardon  on  his  tongue, 

In  midst  of  mortal  pain, 
He  prayed  for  them  that  did  the  wrong : 
Who  follows  in  His  train? 

5  A  glorious  band,  the  chosen  few, 

On  whom  the  Spirit  came: 
Twelve  valiant  saints,  their  hope  they  knew, 
And  mocked  the  cross  and  flame. 

6  They  met  the  tyrant's  brandished  steel, 

The  lion's  gory  mane; 
They  bowed  their  necks  the  death  to  feel ; 
Who  follows  in  their  train? 

7  A  noble  army,  men  and  boys, 

The  matron  and  the  maid, 
Around  the  Saviour's  throne  rejoice, 
In  robes  of  light  arrayed. 

8  They  climbed  the  dizzy  steep  of  heaven, 

Through  peril,  toil,  and  pain; 
Oh  God!  to  us  may  grace  be  given 
To  follow  in  their  train! 


ADVENT. 


ADVENT. 
Hymn  218.  HI.  3 

HAEK!  a  thrilling  voice  is  sounding; 
" Christ  is  nigh!"  it  seems  to  say, 
"Cast  away  the  works  of  darkness, 
O  ye  children  of  the  day!" 

2  Wakened  by  the  solemn  warning, 

Let  the  earth-bound  soul  arise; 
Christ,  our  Sun,  all  sloth  dispelling, 
Rises  in  the  morning  skies. 

3  Lo!  the  Lamb,  so  long  expected, 

Comes  with  pardon  down  from  heaven- 
Let  us  haste,  in  godly  sorrow, 

Through  His  blood  to  be  forgiven. 

4  So  when  next  He  comes  with  glory, 

Wrapping  all  the  earth  in  fear, 
May  we  by  His  love  be  shielded! 
May  He  to  forgive  draw  near! 


Hymn  219.  Ill  3 

OEE,  He  comes!  whom  every  nation, 
^     Taught  of  God,  desired  to  see, 
Filled  with  hope  and  expectation 
That  He  would  their  Saviour  be. 


10  ADVENT. 

Sing!  oh  sing,  with  exultation! 

Haste  we  to  our  Father's  home! 
Peace,  redemption,  joy,  salvation, 

Xow  from  heaven  to  earth  are  come! 

2  See,  He  comes!  whom  kings  and  sages, 

Prophets,  patriarchs  of  old, 
Distant  climes,  and  countless  ages, 

Waited  eager  to  behold. 
Sing!  oh  sing  with  exultation! 

Haste  we  to  our  Father's  home! 
Peace,  redemption,  joy,  salvation, 

Now  from  heaven  to  earth  are  come! 

3  See!  the  Lamb  of  God  appearing! 

God  of  God,  from  heaven  above! 
See  the  heavenly  Bridegroom  cheering 

His  own  Bride  with  words  of  love! 
Glory  to  the  Eternal  Father, 

Glory  to  the  Incarnate  Son, 
Glory  to  the  Holy  Spirit, 

Glory  to  the  Three  in  One! 

Hymn  230.  C  M 

XTOW  gird  your  patient  loins  again, 
-^      Your  wasting  torches  trim! 
The  chief  of  all  the  sons  of  men, 
Who  will  not  welcome  Him? 


Rejoice,  the  hour  is  near!     At  length 
The  Journeyer,  on  His  way, 

Comes  in  the  greatness  of  His  strength, 
To  keep  His  festal  day. 


ADVENT.  11 

3  Oh  let  the  streams  of  solemn  thought 

Which  in  His  temples  rise, 
From  deeper  sources  spring,  than  aught 
Born  of  the  changing  skies. 

4  Then,  though  the  summer's  pride  departs, 

And  winter's  withering  chill 
Rests  on  the  cheerless  woods,  our  hearts 
Shall  be  unchanging  still. 

Hymn  221.  C  M. 

HNCE  more,  O  Lord,  Thy  sign  shall  be 
^     Upon  the  heavens  displayed, 
And  earth  and  its  inhabitants 

Be  terribly  afraid: 
For,  not  in  weakness  clad,  Thou  com'st, 

Our  woes,  our  sins  to  bear, 
But  girt  with  all  Thy  Father's  might, 

His  judgment  to  declare. 

2  The  terrors  of  that  awful  day, 

Oh!  who  can  understand? 
Or  who  abide,  when  Thou  in  wrath 

Shalt  lift  Thy  holy  hand? 
The  earth  shall  quake,  the  sea  shall  roar 

The  sun  in  heaven  grow  pale; 
But  Thou  hast  sworn,  and  wilt  not  change. 

Thy  faithful  shall  not  fail. 

3  Then  grant  us,  Saviour,  so  to  pass 

Our  time  in  trembling  here, 
That  when  upon  the  clouds  of  heaven 
Thy  glory  shall  appear, 


12  ADVENT. 

Uplifting  high  our  joyful  heads, 
In  triumph  we  may  rise, 

And  enter,  with  Thine  angel  train, 
Thy  palace  in  the  skies. 


Hymn  222.  L  M 

TJOSANNA  to  the  living  Lord! 
-*--■-     Hosanna  to  th'  incarnate  Word  ! 
To  Christ,  Creator,  Saviour,  King, 
Let  earth,  let  heaven,  hosanna  sing. 

2  Hosanna,  Lord!  Thine  angels  cry; 
Hosanna,  Lord!  Thy  saints  reply. 
Above,  beneath  us,  and  around, 

The  dead  and  living  swell  the  sound. 

3  O  Saviour!  with  protecting  care, 
Return  to  this,  Thy  house  of  prayer: 
Assembled  in  Thy  sacred  name, 
Here  we  Thy  parting  promise  claim. 

4  But  chiefest  in  our  cleansed  breast, 
Eternal!  bid  Thy  Spirit  rest; 
And  make  our  secret  soul  to  be 

A  temple  pure,  and  worthy  Thee. 

5  So,  in  the  last  and  dreadful  day, 

When  earth  and  heaven  shall  melt  away, 
Thy  flock,  redeemed  from  sinful  stain, 
Shall  swell  the  sound  of  praise  again. 


CHRISTMAS.  13 


CHRISTMAS. 

Hymn  223.  HI.  3. 

TTARK!  what  mean  those  holy  voices, 
■*-■*-     Sweetly  sounding  through  the  skies? 
Lo!  th?  angelic  host  rejoices; 
Heavenly  hallelujahs  rise. 

2  Cherubs  tell  the  wondrous  story, 

Joyous  seraphim  reply, 
"Glory  in  the  highest,  glory! 
Glory  be  to  God  most  high ! 

3  Peace  on  earth,  good- will  from  Heaven, 

Reaching  far  as  man  is  found; 
Souls  redeemed,  and  sins  forgiven ! 
Loud  our  grateful  harps  shall  sound. 

4  Christ  is  born,  the  great  Anointed; 

Heaven  and  earth  His  praises  sing! 
Oh  receive  whom  God  appointed,  • 
For  your  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King! 

5  Hasten,  mortals,  to  adore  Him; 

Learn  His  name  to  magnify, 
Till  in  heaven  ye  sing  before  Him, 
Glory  be  to  God  most  high!" 

2 


14  NEW   YEAR. 


NEW    YEAR. 

Hymn  224.  III.  1 

VX7HILE  with  ceaseless  course  the  sun 
**     Hasted  through  the  former  year, 
Many  souls  their  race  have  run, 

Never  more  to  meet  us  here: 
Fixed  in  an  eternal  state, 

They  have  done  with  all  below: 
We  a  little  longer  wait, 

But  how  little,  none  can  know. 

As  the  winged  arrow  flies 

Speedily  the  mark  to  find; 
As  the  lightning  from  the  skies 

Darts,  and  leaves  no  trace  behind, 
Swiftly  thus  our  fleeting  days 

Bear  us  down  life's  rapid  stream; 
Upward,  Lord,  our  spirits  raise ; 

All  below  is  but  a  dream. 

Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive; 

Pardon  of  our  sins  renew; 
Teach  us  henceforth  how  to  live 

With  eternity  in  view: 
Bless  Thy  word  to  young  and  old; 

Fill  us  with  a  Saviour's  love; 
And  when  life's  short  tale  is  told, 

May  we  dwel    with  Thee  above. 


EPIPHANY.  15 

EPIPHANY. 

Hymn  225.  P.  M. 

"D  RIGHTEST  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the 
-^  morning! 

Dawn  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us  Thine 
aid ! 

Star  of  the  East,  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 

2  Cold    on    His    cradle   the   dew-drops    are 

shining ; 
Low  lies  His  head  with  the  beasts  of  the 

stall : 
Angels  adore  Him  in  slumber  reclining, 
Maker,  and  Monarch,  and  Saviour  of  all. 

3  Say,  shall  we  yield  Him,  in  costly  devotion, 

Odors  of  Edom,  and  offerings  divine, 
Gems  of  the  mountain,  and  pearls  of  the 

ocean, 
Myrrh  from  the  forest,  and  gold  from  the 

mine? 

1    Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation, 

Vainly  with  gifts  would  His  favor  se- 
cure; 
Richer,  by  far,  is  the  heart's  adoration, 
Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the 
poor. 


16  LENT. 

6  Brightest    and    best    of   the    sons    of   the 
morning ! 
Dawn  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us  Thine 
aid! 
Star  of  the  East,  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 


LENT. 


Hymn  226.  P.  M. 

TESUS,  let  Thy  pitying  eye 
"    Call  back  a  wandering  sheep: 
Prone,  like  Peter,  to  deny, 

Like  Peter,  I  would  weep. 
Let  me  be  by  grace  restored ; 

On  me  be  all  long-suffering  shown ; 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

2  Saviour,  Prince,  enthroned  above, 

Repentance  to  impart, 
Give  me,  through  Thy  dying  love, 

The  humble,  contrite  heart; 
Give  what  I  have  long  implored, 

A  portion  of  Thy  grief  unknown ; 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

3  For  Thine  own  compassion's  sake 

The  gracious  wonder  show; 


LENT.  17 

Cast  my  sins  behind  Thy  back, 
And  wash  me  white  as  snow: 

Let  Thy  pity  help  afford, 

And  while  I  do  myself  bemoan, 

Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 
And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 


Hymn  227.  L  M 

IV/TY  dear  Redeemer  and  my  Lord, 
-^-  I  read  my  duty  in  Thy  word ; 
But  in  Thy  life  the  law  appears, 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

2  Such  was  Thy  truth  and  such  Thy  zeal, 
Such  deference  to  Thy  Father's  will, 
Such  love,  and  meekness  so  d:vine, 

I  would  transcribe  and  make  them  mine. 

3  Cold  mountains  and  the  midnight  air 
Witnessed  the  fervor  of  Thy  prayer; 
The  desert  Thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict,  and  Thy  victory  too. 

4  Be  Thou  my  pattern,  make  me  bear 
More  of  Thy  gracious  image  here ; 
Then  God  the  Judge  shall  own  my  name 
Among  the  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

2*  B 


18  PASSION    WEEK. 


PASSION   WEEK, 


Hymn  228.  C.  M 

A  LAS !   and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  ? 
-^-  And  did  my  Sovereign  die? 
Would  He  devote  that  sacred  head 
For  such  a  worm  as  I? 


2  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  have  done 
He  groaned  upon  the  tree? 
Amazing  pity  !   grace  unknown  ! 
And  love  beyond  degree! 


3  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 
And  shut  his  glories  in, 
When  God,  the  mighty  Maker,  died, 
For  man,  the  creature's  sin. 


4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face, 

While  His  dear  cross  appears, 

Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness. 

And  melt  mine  eyes  in  tears. 

5  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe: 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away, 
'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 


PASSION   WEEK.  19 


Hymn  229.  HI  3 


HAIL,  Thou  once  despised  Jesus, 
Hail,  Thou  Galilean  King; 
Thou  didst  suffer  to  release  us; 

Thou  didst  free  salvation  bring! 
Hail,  Thou  agonizing  Saviour, 

Bearer  of  our  sin  and  shame; 
By  Thy  merit  find  we  favor; 
Life  is  given  through  Thy  name. 

2  Paschal  Lamb,  by  God  appointed, 

All  our  sins  on  Thee  were  laid ; 
By  almighty  love  anointed, 

Thou  hast  full  atonement  made. 
All  Thy  people  are  forgiven, 

Through  the  virtue  of  Thy  blood, 
Opened  is  the  gate  of  heaven, 

Man  is  reconciled  to  God. 

3  Jesus,  low  we  bow  before  Thee, 

Mediator  glorified ! 
A.11  the  heavenly  hosts  adore  Thee, 

Seated  at  Thy  Father's  side; 
There  for  sinners  Thou  art  pleading, 

There  Thou  dost  our  place  prepare; 
Ever  for  us  interceding, 

Till  in  glory  we  appear. 

4  Worship,  honor,  power,  and  blessing 

Thou  art  worthy  to  receive; 
Loudest  praises,  never  ceasing, 
Meet  it  is  for  us  to  give. 


20  GOOD    FRIDAY. 

Help,  ye  bright  angelic  spirits, 
Bring  your  sweetest,  noblest  lays  ; 

Help  to  sing  our  Saviour's  merits, 
Help  to  chant  Emmanuel's  praise. 


GOOD   FRIDAY. 

Hymn  230.  in.  2 

pO  to  dark  Gethsemane, 

^    Ye  that  feel  the  tempter's  power, 

Your  Redeemer's  conflict  see, 

Watch  with  Him  one  bitter  hour; 
Turn  not  from  His  griefs  away, 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  pray. 

2  Follow  to  the  judgment  hall ; 

View  the  Lord  of  life  arraigned ; 
Oh,  the  wormwood  and  the  gall ; 

Oh,  the  pangs  His  soul  sustained ! 
Shun  not  suffering,  shame,  or  loss ; 
Learn  of  Him  to  bear  the  cross. 

o   Calvary's  mournful  mountain  climb ; 

There,  adoring  at  His  feet, 
Mark  the  miracle  of  time, 

God's  own  sacrifice  complete; 
u  It  is  finished  !" — hear  Him  cry  ; 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  die. 


GPOD    FRIDAY.  21 

Hymn  231.  II.  6 

(^H,  sacred  head,  now  wounded! 

^  With  grief  and  shame  weighed  down ! 

Oh,  sacred  brow,  surrounded 

With  thorns,  Thy  only  crown ! 
Oh,  sacred  head,  what  glory, 

What  bliss,  till  now  was  Thine ! 
Yet  though  despised  and  gory, 

I  joy  to  call  Thee  mine. 

2  On  me,  as  Thou  art  dying, 

Oh  turn  Thy  pitying  eye! 
To  Thee  for  mercy  crying, 

Before  Thy  cross  I  lie. 
Thy  grief  and  Thy  compassion 

Were  all  for  sinners'  gain; 
Mine,  mine  was  the  transgression, 

But  Thine  the  deadly  pain. 

3  What  language  shall  I  borrow 

To  praise  Thee,  dearest  Friend, 
For  this,  Thy  dying  sorrow, 

Thy  pity  without  end! 
Oh,  make  me  Thine  for  ever, 

And  should  I  fainting  be, 
Lord,  let  me  never,  never, 

Outlive  my  love  to  Thee. 

i  Be  near  when  I  am  dying; 
Oh,  show  Thy  cross  to  me! 
And  to  my  succor  flying, 
Come,  Lord,  and  set  me  free, 


99 


GOOD   FRIDAY. 


These  eyes  new  faith  receiving, 
From  Thine  eyes  shall  not  move; 

For  he  who  dies  believing 
Dies  safely  through  Thy  love. 

Hymn  232.  H.  4 

HPHE  atoning  work  is  done, 
-*-   The  Victim's  blood  is  shed, 
And  Jesus  now  is  gone 

His  people's  cause  to  plead ; 
He  stands  in  heaven  their  great  High  Priest, 
And  bears  their  names  upon  His  breast. 

2  He  sprinkles  with  His  blood 

The  mercy-seat  above; 
For  justice  had  withstood 

The  purposes  of  love; 
But  justice  now  withstands  no  more, 
And  mercy  yields  her  boundless  store. 

3  No  temple  made  with  hands, 

His  place  of  service  is ; 
In  heaven  itself  He  stands ; 

A  Heavenly  Priesthood  His. 
In  Him  the  shadows  of  the  law 
Are  all  fulfilled,  and  now  withdraw. 

1   And  though  awhile  He  be 

Hid  from  the  eyes  of  men, 
His  people  look  to  see 

Their  great  High  Priest  again ; 
In  brightest  glory  He  will  come, 
And  take  His  waiting  people  home. 


EASTER.  23 

EASTER. 

Hymn  233.  lO  l 

TESUS  Christ  is  risen  to-day, 

Our  triumphant  holiday; 
Who  did  once  upon  the  cross 
Suffer  to  redeem  our  loss. 

Hallelujah ! 

2  Hymns  of  praise  then  let  us  sing 
Unto  Christ,  our  heavenly  King; 
Who  endured  the  cross  and  grave, 
Sinners  to  redeem  and  save. 

Hallelujah ! 

3  But  the  pains  which  He  endured 
Our  salvation  have  procured; 
Now  above  the  sky  He's  King, 
Where  the  angels  ever  sing, 

Hallelujah ! 


,\  PENSION. 

Hymn  234.  Ill  1 

IT  AIL  the  day  that  sees  Him  rise, 
■*-■-*-  Glorious,  to  His  native  skies! 
Christ,  awhile  to  mortals  given, 
Enters  now  the  highest  heaven. 


24  ASCENSION. 

2  There  for  Him  high  triumph  waits; 
Lift  your  heads,  eternal  gates! 
Conqueror  over  death  and  sin, 
Take  the  King  of  glory  in. 

3  Lo,  the  heaven  its  Lord  receives! 
Yet  He  loves  the  earth  He  leaves: 
Though  returning  to  His  throne, 
Still  He  calls  mankind  His  own. 

4  Still  for  us  He  intercedes, 

His  prevailing  death  He  pleads; 
Near  Himself  prepares  our  place, 
Great  Forerunner  of  our  race. 

5  Lord,  though  parted  from  our  sight, 
Far  above  yon  azure  height, 
Grant  our  hearts  may  thither  rise 
Following  Thee  beyond  the  skies. 

6  Master  (will  we  ever  say,) 
Taken  from  our  head  to-day, 
See  Thy  faithful  servants,  see, 
Ever  gazing  up  to  Thee. 


Hymn  235.  L.  M. 

YITHERE    high     the    heavenly    temple 

'  *  stands, 

The  house  of  God  not  made  with  hands, 
A  great  High-Priest  our  nature  wears, 
The  guardian  of  mankind  appears. 


WHITSUNDAY.  25 

2  Though  now  ascended  up  on  high, 
He  bends  to  earth  a  brother's  eye; 
Partaker  of  the  human  name, 

He  knows  the  frailty  of  our  frame. 

3  Our  fellow-sufferer  yet  retains, 
A  fellow-feeling  for  our  pains; 
And  still  remembers,  in  the  skies, 
His  tears,  His  agonies,  and  cries. 

4  In  every  pang  that  rends  the  heart, 
The  Man  of  sorrows  had  a  part; 
He  sympathizes  in  our  grief, 

And  to  the  sufferer  sends  relief. 

5  With  boldness,  therefore,  at  the  throne, 
Let  us  make  all  our  sorrows  known, 
And  ask  the  aids  of  heavenly  power, 
To  help  us  in  the  evil  hour. 


WHITSUNDAY. 

Hymn  236.  L.  M 

CREATOR  Spirit!  by  whose  aid 
^  The  world's  foundations  first  were  laid, 
Come,  visit  every  waiting  mind; 
Come,  pour  Thy  joys  on  human  kind. 

Thrice  Holy  Fount,  thrice  Holy  Fire, 
Our  hearts  with  heavenly  love  inspire; 
Come,  and  Thy  sacred  unction  bring 
To  sanctify  us  while  we  sing. 

3 


26  WHITSUNDAY. 


3  O  Source  of  uncreated  light, 


The  Father's  promised  Paraclete! 
From  sin  and  sorrow  set  us  free, 
And  make  us  temples  worthy  Thee! 

4  Our  frailties  help,  our  vice  control, 
Subdue  the  senses  to  the  soul; 

And  when  rebellious  they  are  grown, 
Then  lay  Thy  hand  and  hold  them  down. 

5  Chase  from  our  minds  th'  infernal  foe, 
And  peace,  the  fruit  of  love,  bestow; 
And  lest  our  feet  should  step  astray, 
Protect  and  guide  us  in  the  way. 

6  Make  us  eternal  truths  receive, 
And  practice  all  that  we  believe; 
Give  us  Thyself,  that  we  may  see 
The  Father  and  the  Son,  by  Thee. 

Hymn  237.  S.  M. 

T  ORD  God,  the  Holy  Ghost, 
-^     In  this  accepted  hour, 
As  on  the  day  of  Pentecost, 

Descend  in  all  Thy  power; 
We  meet  wTith  one  accord 

In  our  appointed  place, 
And  wait  the  promise  of  our  Lord, 

The  Spirit  of  all  grace. 

2  Like  mighty,  rushing  wind 
Upon  the  waves  beneath, 
Move  with  one  impulse  every  mind, 
One  soul   one  feeling  breathe: 


WHITSUNDAY.  27 

The  young,  the  old  inspire 

With  wisdom  from  above; 
And  give  us  hearts  and  tongues  of  fire 

To  pray,  and  praise,  and  love. 

3  Spirit  of  Light,  explore, 

And  chase  our  gloom  away, 
With  lustre  shining  more  and  more 

Unto  the  perfect  day: 
Spirit  of  Truth  be  Thou 

In  life  and  death  our  guide; 
O  Spirit  of  Adoption,  now  * 

May  we  be  sanctified. 

Hymn  238.  C.  M 

OPIRIT  of  Truth!  on  this  Thy  day 
^     To  Thee  for  help  we  cry, 
To  guide  us  through  the  dreary  way 
Of  dark  mortality. 

2  We  ask  not,  Lord,  the  cloven  flame 

Or  tongues  of  various  tone; 
But  long  Thy  praises  to  proclaim, 
With  fervor  in  our  own. 

3  We  mourn  not  that  prophetic  skill 

Is  found  on  earth  no  more; 
Enough  for  us  to  trace  Thy  will 
In  Scripture's  sacred  lore. 

4  Though  tongues  shall  cease  and  power  decay, 

And  knowledge  empty  prove, 
Do  Thou  Thy  trembling  servants  stay 
With  faith,  with  hope,  with  love. 


£8  TRINITY   SUNDAY. 

TRINITY    SUNDAY. 

Hymn  239.  III.  5 

IT  OLY  Father,  great  Creator, 

-*-■-     Source  of  mercy,  love,  and  peace, 

Look  upon  the  Mediator, 

Clothe  us  with  His  righteousness; 
Heavenly  Father, 

Through  the  Saviour,  hear  and  bless. 

i 

2  Holy  Jesus,  Lord  of  Glory, 

Whom  angelic  hosts  proclaim, 
While  we  hear  Thy  wondrous  story, 
Meet  and  worship  in  Thy  name, 

Dear  Redeemer, 
In  our  hearts  Thy  peace  proclaim. 

3  Holy  Spirit,  Sanctifier, 

Come  with  unction  from  above, 
Raise  our  hearts  to  raptures  higher, 
Fill  them  with  the  Saviour's  love! 

Source  of  comfort, 
Cheer  us  with  the  Saviour's  love. 

4  God  the  Lord,  through  every  nation 

Let  Thy  wondrous  mercies  shine ! 
In  the  song  of  Thy  salvation 
Every  tongue  and  race  combine! 

Great  Jehovah, 
Form  our  hearts  and  make  them  Thine. 


TRINITY    SUNDAY.  29 

Hymu  210.  P.  M 

H^HOU,  whose  Almighty  word 
-*-      Chaos  and  darkness  heard, 

And  took  their  flight! 
Hear  us,  we  humbly  pray. 
And  where  the  gospel  day 
Sheds  not  its  glorious  ray, 

Let  there  be  light! 

2  Thou  who  didst  come  to  bring 
On  Thy  redeeming  wing 

Healing  and  sight, 
Health  to  the  sick  in  mind, 
Light  to  the  spirit-blind, 
Oh,  now  to  all  mankind 

Let  there  be  light! 

3  Spirit  of  Truth  and  Love, 
Life-giving,  holy  Dove, 

Speed  forth  Thy  flight! 
Move  on  the  water's  face, 
Spreading  the  beams  of  grace, 
And  in  earth's  darkest  place 

Let  there  be  light! 

4  Blessed  and  Holy  Three, 
Glorious  Trinity, 

Grace,  Love,  and  Light! 
Through  the  world,  far  and  wide, 
Boundless  as  ocean's  tide 
Rolling  in  fullest  pride, 

Let  there  be  light! 

3  * 


SO  THANKSGIVING    DAY. 

THANKSGIVING    DAY. 

Hymn  241.  L.  M 

f^  REAT  God,  as  seasons  disappear, 
^And  changes  mark  the  rolling  year; 
As  time  with  rapid  pinions  flies, 
May  every  season  make  us  wise. 

2  Long  has  Thy  favor  crowned  our  days, 
And  summer  shed  again  its  rays ; 
No  deadly  cloud  our  sky  has  veiled; 
No  blasting  winds  our  path  assailed. 

3  Our  harvest  months  have  o'er  us  rolled, 
And  filled  our  fields  with  waving  gold  ; 
Our  tables  spread,  our  garners  stored! 
Where  are  our  hearts  to  praise  the  Lord  ? 

4  The  solemn  harvest  comes  apace, 
The  closing  day  of  life  and  grace; 
Time  of  decision,  awful  hour ! 
Around  it  let  no  tempests  lower ! 

5  Prepare  us,  Lord,  by  grace  divine, 
Like  stars  in  heaven  to  rise  and  shine ; 
Then  shall  our  happy  souls  above 
Reap  the  full  harvest  of  Thy  love! 


THANKSGIVING    DAY.  31 

Hymn  242.  II.  4. 

T3EF0RE  the  Lord  we  bow, 
D  The  God  who  reigns  above, 
And  rules  the  world  below, 
Boundless  in  power  and  I've. 
Our  thanks  we  bring 
In  joy  and  praise, 
Our  hearts  we  raise 
To  heaven's  high  King 

2  The  nation  Thou  hast  blest 

May  well  Thy  love  declare 
From  foes  and  fears  at  rest, 
Protected  by  Thy  care. 
For  this  fair  land, 
For  this  bright  day, 
Our  thanks  we  pay — 
Gifts  of  Thy  hand. 

3  May  every  mountain  height, 

Each  vale  and  forest  green, 
Shine  in  Thy  word's  pure  light, 
And  its  rich  fruits  be  seen! 
May  every  tongue 
Be  tuned  to  praise, 
And  join  to  raise 
A  grateful  song. 

4  Earth !   hear  thy  Maker's  voice, 

The  great  Redeemer  own, 
Believe,  obey,  rejoice, 

And  worship  Him  alone; 


CONFIRMATION. 

Cast  down  thy  pride, 

Thy  sin  deplore, 

And  bow  before 
The  Crucified. 

And  when  in  power  He  comes> 

Oh,  may  our  native  land, 
From  all  its  rending  tombs, 
Send  forth  a  glorious  band; 
A  countless  throng 
Ever  to  sing 
To  heaven's  high  King 
Salvation's  song. 


CONFIRMATION. 
Hymn  2±3. 

MY  faith  looks  up  to  Th^e, 
Thou  Lamb  of  Calvary, 
Saviour  divine! 
Now  hear  me  while  I  pray : 
Take  all  my  guilt  away ; 
Oh,  let  me  from  this  day 
Be  wholly  Thine. 

2  May  Thy  rich  grace  impart 
Strength  to  my  fainting  heart, 
My  zeal  inspire; 


CONFIRMATION.  33 

As  Thou  hast  died  for  me, 
Oh,  may  my  love  to  Thee 
Pure,  warm,  and  changeless  be, 
A  living  fire. 

3  While  life's  dark  maze  I  tread, 
And  griefs  around  me  spread, 

Be  Thou  my  guide; 
Bid  darkness  turn  to  day; 
Wipe  sorrow's  tears  away, 
Nor  let  me  ever  stray 

From  Thee  aside. 

Hymn  244.  C.  M 

]\/TY  God,  accept  my  heart  this  day, 
-"-*-  And  make  it  always  Thine, 
That  I  from  Thee  no  more  may  stray, 
Xo  more  from  Thee  decline. 

2  Before  the  cross  of  Him  who  died, 

Behold,  I  prostrate  fall ; 

Let  every  sin  be  crucified, 

Let  Christ  be  all  in  all. 

3  Anoint  me  with  Thy  heavenly  grace, 

Adopt  me  for  Thine  own; 
That  I  may  see  Thy  glorious  face, 
And  worship  at  Thy  throne. 

4  May  the  dear  blood  once  shed  for  me 

My  blest  atonement  prove; 
That  I  from  first  to  last  may  be 
The  purchase  of  Thy  love! 
c 


34  THE   LORDS    SUPPER. 

5  Let  every  thought,  and  work,  and  word, 
To  Thee  be  ever  given; 
Then  life  shall  be  Thy  service,  Lord, 
And  death  the  gate  of  heaven! 


THE    LORD'S    SUPPER. 

Hymn  245.  P.  M. 

"DREAD  of  the  world,  in  mercy  broken, 
-^  Wine  of  the  soul,  in  mercy  shed, 
By  whom  the  words  of  life  were  spoken, 
And  in  whose  death  our  sins  are  dead : 

2  Look  on  the  heart  by  sorrow  broken, 
Look  on  the  tears  by  sinners  shed, 
And  be  Thy  feast  to  us  the  token 
That  by  Thy  grace  our  souls  are  fed. 


SUNDAY    SCHOOLS. 

Hynm  246.  C  M 

"D  Y  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 
•U  How  fair  the  lily  grows! 
How  sweet  the  breath,  beneath  the  hiil, 
Of  Sharon's  dewy  rose! 


FUNERALS.  35 

2  Lo,  such  the  child,  whose  early  feet 

The  path  of  peace  have  trod, 
Whose  secret  heart,  with  influence  sweet, 
Is  upward  drawn  to  God. 

3  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

The  lily  must  decay; 
The  rose,  that  blooms  beneath  the  hill, 
Must  shortly  fade  away. 

4  And  soon,  too  soon,  the  wintry  hour 

Of  man's  maturer  age 
Will  shake  the  soul  with  sorrow's  power, 
And  stormy  passion's  rage. 

5  O  Thou,  who  givest  life  and  breath, 

We  seek  Thy  grace  alone, 
In  childhood,  manhood,  age,  and  death, 
To  keep  us  still  Thine  own. 


FUNERALS. 

Hymn  247.  IV  M 

T^HOU  art  gone  to  the  grave!  but  we  will 
-*-      not  deplore  thee, 
Though  sorrow  and  darkness  encompass 
the  tomb ; 
Thy  Saviour  hath  passed  through  its  portals 
before  thee, 
And  the  lamp  of  His  love  was  thy  guide 
through  the  gloom. 


36  FUNERALS. 

2  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave !  we  no  longer 

behold  thee, 
Nor  tread  the  rough  paths  of  the  world 

by  thy  side ; 
But  the  wide  arms  of  mercy  were  spread  to 

enfold  thee, 
And  sinners  may  die,  for  the  Sinless  hath 

died. 

3  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave !  and,  its  man- 

sion forsaking, 
Perhaps  thy  weak  spirit  in  fear  lingered 

long  ; 
But  the  mild  rays  of  Paradise  dawned  on 

thy  waking, 
And  the  sound  which  thou  heard'st  was 

the  seraphim's  song. 

1  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave !  but  we  will 
not  deplore  thee, 
Whose  God  was  thy  Eansom,  thy  Guar- 
dian and  Guide : 
He  gave  thee,  He  took  thee,  and  He  will 
restore  thee ; 
And  death  hath  no  sting,  for  the  Saviour 
hath  died. 


PRAYER.  37 


PRAYER. 

Hymn  248.  HI.  1 

POME,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare, 
^  Jesus  loves  to  answer  prayer; 
He  Himself  has  bid  thee  pray, 
Therefore  will  not  say  thee  nay.  „ 

2  Thou  art  coming  to  a  King, 
Large  petitions  with  thee  bring; 
For  His  grace  and  power  are  such, 
None  can  ever  ask  too  much. 

3  With  my  burden  I  begin; 
Lord,  remove  this  load  of  sin ; 
Let  Thy  blood,  for  sinners  spilt, 
Set  my  conscience  free  from  guilt. 

4  Lord,  I  come  to  Thee  for  rest, 
Take  possession  of  my  breast; 

There  Thy  blood-bought  right  maintain^ 
And  without  a  rival  reign. 

5  While  I  am  a  pilgrim  here, 
Let  Thy  love  my  spirit  cheer; 

As  my  Guide,  my  Guard,  my  Friendj 
Lead  me  to  my  journey's  end. 

fi  Show  me  what  I  have  to  do, 
Every  hour  my  strength  renew; 
Let  me  live  a  life  of  faith, 
Let  me  die  Thy  people's  death. 

4 


38  REPENTANCE. 


REPENTANCE. 

Hymn  249.  III.  1 

]  YEPTH  of  mercy !   can  there  be 
-^  Mercy  still  reserved  for  me? 
Can  my  God  His  wrath  forbear? 
Me,  the  chief  of  sinners,  spare? 

2  I  have  long  withstood  His  grace; 
Long  provoked  Him  to  His  face; 
Would  not  hearken  to  His  calls; 
Grieved  Him  by  a  thousand  falls. 

3  Kindled  His  relentings  are; 
Me  He  now  delights  to  spare; 
Now  my  Father's  mercies  move, 
Justice  lingers  into  love. 

4  Lo!   for  me  the  Saviour  stands; 
Shows  His  wounds,  and  spreads  His  hands 
God  is  Love !   I  know,  I  feel ; 

Jesus  weeps,  and  loves  me  still. 


FAITH. 


Hymn  250.  P.  M 

JUST  as  I  am,  without  one  plea, 
^    But  that  Thy  blood  was  shed  for  me, 
And  that  Thou  bidd'st  me  come  to  Thee, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come. 


FAITH.  39 

2  Just  as  I  am,  and  waiting  not 

To  rid  my  soul  of  one  dark  blot, 
To  Thee,  whose  blood  can  cleanse  each  spot, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come. 

3  Just  as  I  am,  though  tossed  about 
With  many  a  conflict,  many  a  doubt, 
With  fears  within,  and  foes  without, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come.  , 

4  Just  as  I  am — poor,  wretched,  blind- 
Sight,  riches,  healing  of  the  mind, 
Yea,  all  I  need,  in  Thee  to  find, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come. 

5  Just  as  I  am,  Thou  wilt  receive, 
Wilt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  relieve; 
Because  Thy  promise  I  believe, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come. 

6  Just  as  I  am,  Thy  love  unknown 
Has  broken  every  barrier  down ; 
Now  to  be  Thine,  yea,  Thine  alone, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come. 


Hymn  251.  0  M 

"FOREVER  here  my  rest  shall  be, 
-*-    Close  to  Thy  bleeding  side; 
This  all  my  hope,  and  all  my  plea, 
"  For  me  the  Saviour  dierl  " 


40  FAITH. 

2  My  dying  Saviour  and  my  God, 

Fountain  for  guilt  and  sin ! 
Sprinkle  me  ever  with  Thy  blood, 
And  cleanse  and  keep  me  clean. 

3  Wash  me,  and  make  me  thus  Thine  own ; 

Wash  me,  and  mine  Thou  art ; 

Wash  me,  but  not  my  feet  alone, 

My  hands,  my  head,  my  heart. 

4  Th'  atonement  of  Thy  blood  apply, 

Till  faith  to  sight  improve; 
Till  hope  in  full  fruition  die, 
And  all  my  soul  be  love. 


Hymn  252.  L.  M 

TESUS,  Thy  blood  and  righteousness 
"    My  beauty  are,  my  glorious  dress; 
Midst  flaming  worlds  in  these  arrayed, 
With  joy  shall  I  lift  up  my  head. 

2  When  from  the  dust  of  death  I  rise 
To  take  my  mansion  in  the  skies, 
E'en  then  shall  this  be  all  my  plea, 
"Jesus  hath  lived  and  died  for  me." 

8  This  spotless  robe  the  same  appears 
When  ruined  nature  sinks  in  years; 
No  age  can  change  its  glorious  hue; 
The  i  )be  of  Christ  is  ever  new. 


LOVE.  41 

4  Oh  !  let  the  dead  now  hear  Thy  voice ; 
Bid,  Lord,  Thy  banished  ones  rejoice; 
Our  beauty  this,  our  glorious  dress, 
Jesus,  the  Lord,  our  Righteousness. 


LOVE. 


Hymn  253.  C.  M 

TESUS !   the  very  thought  of  Thee 
"    With  sweetness  fills  my  breast; 
But  sweeter  far  Thy  face  to  see, 
And  in  Thy  presence  rest. 

2  No  voice  can  sing,  no  heart  can  frame, 

Nor  can  the  memory  find, 
A  sweeter  sound  than  Jesus'  name, 
The  Saviour  of  mankind. 

3  Oh,  hope  of  every  contrite  heart, 

Oh,  joy  of  all  the  meek, 
To  those  who  fall,  how  kind  Thou  art ! 
How  good  to  those  who  seek! 

4  But  what  to  those  who  find  ?     Ah  !  this 

Nor  tongue  nor  pen  can  show; 
The  love  of  Jesus,  what  it  is 
None  but  His  loved   ones  know. 

4  * 


42  LOVE. 

5  Jesus !   our  only  joy  be  Thou, 
As  Thou  our  prize  wilt  be; 
Jesus!   be  Thou  our  glory  now, 
And  through  eternity. 


Hymn  254.  C.  M 

IV/TY  God,  I  love  Thee,  not  because 
-"-■-  I  hope  for  heaven  thereby ; 
Nor  yet  because,  if  I  love  not, 
I  must  forever  die. 

2  But,  O  my  Jesus,  Thou  didst  me 

Upon  the  cross  embrace ; 
For  me  didst  bear  the  nails  and  spear, 
And  manifold  disgrace, 

3  And  griefs  and  torments  numberless, 

And  sweat  of  agony, 
E'en  death  itself;  and  all  for  one 
Who  was  Thine  enemy. 

1  Then  why,  O  blessed  Jesus  Christ! 
Should  I  not  love  Thee  well ; 
Not  for  the  sake  of  winning  heaven, 
Or  of  escaping  hell; 

5  Not  with  the  hope  of  gaining  aught; 
Not  seeking  a  reward ; 
But,  as  Thyself  hast  loved  me, 
O  ever  loving  Lord ! 


LOVE.  43 

E'en  so  I  love  Thee,  and  will  love, 
And  in  Thy  praise  will  sing; 

Solely  because  Thou  art  my  God, 
And  my  eternal  King. 


Hymn  255.  C.  M. 

TTOW  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 
-*"■-  In  a  believer's  ear ! 
It  soothes  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 
And  drives  away  his  fear. 

2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 

And  calms  the  troubled  breast; 
'Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And  for  the  weary,  rest. 

3  Dear  name !  the  rock  on  which  I  build, 

My  shield  and  hiding  place; 
My  never-failing  treasury  filled 
With  boundless  stores  of  grace. 

4  By  Thee  my  prayers  acceptance  gain, 

Although  with  sin  defiled; 
Satan  accuses  me  in  vain, 
And  I  am  owned  a  child. 

5  Jesus !  my  Shepherd,  Guardian,  Friend, 

My  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King, 
My  Lord,  my  Life,  my  Way,  my  End, 
Accept  the  praise  I  bring. 


44  PRAISE. 

6  Weak  is  the  effort  of  iny  heart, 

And  cold  my  warmest  thought ; 
But  when  I  see  Thee  as  Thou  art, 
I'll  praise  Thee  as  I  ought. 

7  Till  then,  I  would  Thy  love  proclaim 

With  every  fleeting  breath ; 
And  may  the  music  of  Thy  name 
Refresh  my  soul  in  death. 


PRAISE. 

Hymn  256.  Ill  3 

T  ORD,  Thy  glory  fills  the  heaven ; 
-^  Earth  is  with  its  fulness  stored; 
Unto  Thee  be  glory  given, 

Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  ! 
Heaven  is  still  with  anthems  ringing; 

Earth  takes  up  the  angel's  cry, 
"Holy,  holy,  holy,"  singing, 

"  Lord  of  hosts,  the  Lord  most  High !" 

2  Ever  thus  in  God's  high  praises, 

Brethren,  let  our  tongues  unite, 
While  our  thoughts  His  greatness  raises, 

And  our  love  His  gifts  excite. 
With  his  seraph  train  before  Him, 

With  His  holy  church  below, 
Thus  unite  we  to  adore  Him, 

Bid  we  thus  our  anthems  flow. 


PRAISE.  45 

3  Lord,  Thy  glory  fills  the  heaven ; 

Earth  is  with  its  fulness  stored; 
Unto  Thee  be  glory  given, 

Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  ! 
Thus  Thy  glorious  name  confessing, 

We  adopt  the  angels'  cry, 
"  Holy,  holy,  holy" — blessing 

Thee,  the  Lord  our  God  most  High! 

Hymn  257.  L.  M. 

A  WAKE,  my  soul,  to  joyful  lays, 
■^  And  sing  Thy  great  Redeemer's  praise, 
He  justly  claims  a  song  from  thee; 
His  loving-kindness,  oh,  how  free ! 

2  He  saw  me  ruined  in  the  fall, 
Yet  loved  me  notwithstanding  all ; 
He  saved  me  from  my  lost  estate ; 
His  loving-kindness,  oh,  how  great ! 

3  Though  numerous  hosts  of  mighty  foes. 
Though  earth  and  hell  my  way  oppose, 
He  safely  leads  my  soul  along; 

His  loving-kindness,  oh,  how  strong ! 

4  When  trouble,  like  a  gloomy  cloud, 
Has  gathered  thick,  and  thundered  loud, 
He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood : 
His  loving-kindness,  oh,  how  good  ! 

5  Often  I  feel  my  sinful  heart 
Prone  from  my  Saviour  to  depart, 
But  though  I  oft  have  Him  forgot, 
His  loving-kindness  changes  not. 


46  PRAISE. 

6  Soon  shall  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale, 
Soon  all  my  mortal  powers  must  fail; 
Oh,  may  my  last  expiring  breath 

His  loving-kindness  sing  in  death! 

7  Then  let  me  mount  and  soar  away 
To  the  bright  world  of  endless  day; 
And  sing,  with  rapture  and  surprise, 
His  loving-kindness  in  the  skies 


Hymn  258.  C.  M 

A  LL  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name ! 
■£*-  Let  angels  prostrate  fall, 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  Him — Lord  of  all. 


2  Crown  Him,  ye  martyrs  of  our  God, 

Who  from  the  Altar  call; 
Extol  the  stem  of  Jesse's  rod, 
And  crown  Him — Lord  of  all. 

3  Hail  Him,  the  Heir  of  David's  line, 

Whom  David,  Lord  did  call ; 
The  God  incarnate !    Man  divine ! 
And  crown  Him — Lord  of  all. 

4  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 

Ye  ransomed  from  the  fall, 
Hail  Him  who  saves  you  by  His  grace, 
And  crown  Him — Lord  of  all. 


PRAISE.  47 

5  Sinners,  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall, 
Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  His  feet, 
And  crown  Him — Lord  of  all. 

6  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe 

On  this  terrestrial  ball, 
To  Him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  Him — Lord  of  all. 

Hymn  259. 

'PHE  strain  upraise  of  joy  and  praise: 
-*-  Alleluia. 

For  the  glory  of  their  King, 
Shall  the  ransomed  people  sing; 

Alleluia. 
And  the  choirs  that  dwell  on  high 
Shall  re-echo  through  the  sky 

Alleluia. 
They  in  the  rest  of  Paradise  who  dwell, 
The  blessed  ones,  with  joy  the  chorus  swell 

Alleluia. 

2  The  planets  beaming  on  their  heavenly  way, 
The  shining  constellations,  join  and  say, 

Alleluia. 
Ye  clouds  that  onward  sweep, 
Ye  thunders  echoing  loud  and  deep, 
Ye  winds  on  pinions  light, 
Ye  lightnings  wildly  bright, 
In  sweet  consent  unite 

Your  Alleluia. 


48  PRAISE. 

3  Ye  floods  and  ocean  billows, 

Ye  storms  and  winter  snow, 
Ye  days  of  cloudless  beauty, 

Hoar  frost  and  summer  glow, 
Ye  groves  that  wave  in  spring, 
And  glorious  forests,  sing 

Alleluia. 
First  let  the  birds,  with  painted  plumage 

Exalt  their  great  Creator's  praise,  and  say 

Alleluia. 

4  Then  let  the  beasts  of  earth,  with  varying 

strain, 
Join  in  creation's  hymn  and  cry  again, 

Alleluia. 
Here  let  the  mountains  thunder  forth  sono- 
rous Alleluia. 
Here  let  the  valleys  sing  in  gentler  chorus 

Alleluia. 
Thou  jubilant  abyss  of  ocean  cry, 

Alleluia. 
Ye  tracts  of  earth  and  continents  reply, 

Alleluia. 

5  To  God  who  all  creation  made, 
The  frequent  hymn  be  duly  paid, 

Alleluia. 
This  is  the  strain,  the  eternal   strain,  the 

Lord  Almighty  loves,  Alleluia. 

This  is  the  song,  the  heavenly  song,  that 

Christ  the  King  approves.    Alleluia. 


PEACE.  49 

Therefore  we  sing,  both    heart   and   voice 
awaking,  '   Alleluia. 

And  children's   voices   echo,  answer  mak- 
ing, Alleluia. 

Now  from  all  men  be  outpoured 

Alleluia  to  the  Lord: 

With  Alleluia  evermore 

The  Son  and  Spirit  we  adore: 

Praise  be  done  to  the  Three  in  One! 
Alleluia!  Alleluia!  Alleluia!  Amen. 


PEACE 


Hymn  260.  C.  M 

AH  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 
^     A  heart  from  sin  set  free! 
A  heart  that  always  feels  Thy  blood, 
So  freely  spilt  for  me; 

2  A  heart  resigned,  submissive,  meek, 

My  great  Redeemer's  throne; 
Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak, 
Where  Jesus  reigns  alone; 

3  An  humble,  lowly,  contrite  heart, 

Believing,  true  and  clean; 
Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part 
From  Him  that  dwells  within; 


50  PEACE. 

4  A  heart  in  every  thought  renewed, 

And  full  of  love  divine, 
Perfect,  and  right,  and  pure,  and  good, 
A  copy,  Lord,  of  Thine! 

5  Thy  nature,  gracious  Lord,  impart; 

Come  quickly  from  above; 
Write  Thy  new  name  upon  my  heart, 
Thy  new,  best  name  of  Love. 

Hymn  261.  C.  M 

HHHERE  is  a  fold  whence  none  can  stray, 
■*-     And  pastures  ever  green, 
Where  sultry  sun,  or  stormy  day, 
Or  night  is  never  seen. 

2  Far  up  the  everlasting  hills, 

In  God's  own  light  it  lies; 
His  smile  its  vast  dimension  fills 
With  joy  that  never  dies. 

3  One  narrow  vale,  one  darksome  wave, 

Divides  that  land  from  this; 
I  have  a  Shepherd  pledged  to  save, 
And  bear  me  home  to  bliss. 

4  Soon  at  His  feet  my  soul  will  lie, 

In  life's  last  struggling  breath ; 
But  I  shall  only  seem  to  die, 
I  shall  not  taste  of  death. 

5  Far  from  this  guilty  world,  to  be 

Exempt  from  toil  and  strife ; 
To  spend  eternity  with  Thee. 
My  Saviour,  this  is  life! 


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*»EACE.  51 

Hymn  262.  C  M. 

A  LORD,  my  best  desire  fulfil, 
^     And  help  me  to  resign 
Life,  health,  and  comfort  to  Thy  will, 
And  make  Thy  pleasure  mine. 

Why  should  I  shrink  at  Thy  command, 
Whose  love  forbids  my  fears? 

Or  tremble  at  the  gracious  hand 
That  wipes  away  my  tears? 


3  No,  rather  let  me  freely  yield 

What  most  I  prize  to  Thee, 
Who  never'  hast  a  good  withheld, 
Or  wilt  withhold,  from  me. 

4  Thy  favour,  all  my  journey  through, 

Thou  art  engaged  to  grant; 
What  else  I  want,  or  think  I  do, 
?Tis  better  still  to  want. 

5  Wisdom  and  mercy  guide  my  way, 

Shall  I  resist  them  both? 
The  poor,  blind  creature  of  a  day, 
And  crushed  before  the  moth! 

6  But  oh !  my  inward  spirit  cries, 

Still  bind  me  to  Thy  sway! 
Else  the  next  cloud  that  veils  the  skies, 
Drives  all  these  thoughts  away. 


52  PEACE. 

Hymn  263.  P.  M. 

1V/TY  Saviour,  as  Thou  wilt! 
-"-*-     Oh,  may  Thy  will  be  mine! 
Into  Thy  hand  of  love 

I  would  my  all  resign. 
Through  sorrow  or  through  joy, 

Conduct  me  as  Thine  own, 
And  help  me  still  to  say, 

My  Lord,  Thy  will  be  done. 

2  My  Saviour,  as  Thou  wilt! 

If  needy  here  and  poor, 
Give  me  Thy  people's  bread, 

Their  portion  rich  and  sure. 
The  manna  of  Thy  word 

Let  my  soul  feed  upon; 
And  if  all  else  should  fail, 

My  Lord,  Thy  will  be  done! 

3  My  Saviour,  as  Thou  wilt! 

Though  seen  through  many  a  tear, 
Let  not  my  star  of  hope 

Grow  dim  or  disappear. 
Since  Thou  on  earth  hast  wept 

And  sorrowed  oft  alone, 
If  I  must  weep  with  Thee, 

My  Lord,  Thy  will  be  done. 

4  My  Saviour,  as  Thou  wilt ! 

All  shall  be  well  for  me: 

Each  changing  future  scene, 

I  gladly  trust  with  Thee. 


DAILY    DEVOTlvN.  58 

Straight  to  my  home  above, 

I  travel  calmly  on, 
And  sing  in  life  or  death, 

My  Lord,  Thy  will  be  done! 


DAILY    DEVOTION. 

Hymn  264.  II.  5 

A  BIDE  with  me!  fast  falls  the  eventide, 
-*"*-  The  darkness  deepens;  Lord,  with  me 

abide ; 
When  other  helpers  fail,  and  comforts  flee, 
Help  of  the  helpless,  oh  abide  with  me. 

Swift  to  its  close  ebbs  out  life's  little  day; 
Earth's  joys  grow  dim,  its  glories  pass  away ; 
Change  and  decay  on  all  around  I  see; 

0  Thou  who  changest  not,  abide  with  me. 

1  need  Thy  presence  every  passing  hour; 
What  but  Thy  grace  can  foil  the  tempter's 

power  ? 
Who  like  Thyself,  my  guide  and  stay  can 

be? 
Through  cloud  and  sunshine,  Lord,  abide 

with  me. 

I  fear  no  foe,  with  Thee  at  hand  to  bless ; 
Ills  have  no  weight,  and  tears  no  bitterness. 
Where  is  death's  sting?  where,  grave,  thy 

victory  ? 
I  triumph  still,  if  Thou  abide  with  me. 

5  * 


54  PEACE. 

5  Hold   Thou  Thy  cross  before   my  closing 

eyes; 
Shine  through  the  gloom,  and  point  me  to 

the  skies; 
Heaven's  morning  breaks,  and  earth's  vain 

shadows  flee; 
In  life,  in  death,  O  Lord,  abide  with  me. 


Hymn  265.  L.  M. 

"PORTH  in  Thy  name,  O  Lord,  I  go, 
-*-      My  daily  labor  to  pursue; 
Thee,  only  Thee,  resolved  to  know, 
In  all  I  think,  or  speak,  or  do. 

2  Give  me  to  bear  Thy  easy  yoke, 

And  every  moment  watch  and  pray; 
And  still  to  things  eternal  look, 
And  hasten  to  that  glorious  day. 

3  Fain  would  I  still  for  Thee  employ 

Whate'er    Thy    bounteous    grace    hath 
given ; 
Would  run  my  course  with  even  joy, 
And  closely  walk  with  Thee  to  heaven. 


Hymn  260.  C.  M. 

"C'AE,  from  the  world,  O  Lord,  I  flee, 
-*-      From  strife  and  tumult  far; 
From  scenes  where  Satan  wages  still 
His  most  successful  war. 


PEACE.  55 

I  The  calm  retreat,  the  silent  shade, 
With  prayer  and  praise  agree; 
And  seem  by  Thy  sweet  bounty  made 
For  those  that  follow  Thee. 

5  There,  if  Thy  Spirit  touch  the  soul, 
And  grace  her  mean  abode, 
Oh  with  what  peace,  and  joy,  and  love, 
She  communes  with  her  God ! 

4  There,  like  the  nightingale,  she  pours 

Her  solitary  lays, 
Nor  asks  a  witness  of  her  song, 
Nor  thirsts  for  human  praise. 

5  Author  and  Guardian  of  my  life! 

Sweet  source  of  life  divine, 
And — all  harmonious  names  in  one — 
My  Saviour!  Thou  art  mine. 

6  What  thanks  I  owe  Thee,  and  what  love, 

A  boundless,  endless  store, 
Shall  echo  through  the  realms  above. 
When  time  shall  be  no  more. 


Hymn  267.  P.  M. 

NEARER,  my  God,  to  Thee ! 
Nearer  to  Thee! 
E'en  though  it  be  a  cross 

That  raiseth  me; 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee 
Nearer  to  Thee! 


56  i>EACE. 

2  Though  like  a  wanderer, 

Weary  and  lone, 
Darkness  comes  over  me, 

My  rest  a  stone, 
Yet  in  my  dreams  I'd  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee! 

3  There  let  my  way  appear 

Steps  unto  heaven; 
All  that  Thou  sendest  me 

In  mercy  given; 
Angels  to  beckon  me, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee! 

4  Then,  with  my  waking  thoughts 

Bright  with  Thy  praise, 
Out  of  my  stony  griefs 

Altars  I'll  raise; 
So  by  my  woes  to  be, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee ! 

5  Or,  if  on  joyful  wing, 

Cleaving  the  sky, 
Sun,  moon,  and  stars  forgot, 

Upward  I  fly; 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee! 


PEACE.  57 

Hymn  268.  L.  M. 

OUN  of  my  soul,  Thou  Saviour  dear, 
^  It  is  not  night  if  Thou  be  near; 
Oh,  may  no  earth-born  cloud  arise 
Tj  hide  Thee  from  Thy  servant's  eyes. 

2  When  the  soft  dews  of  kindly  sleep 
My  wearied  eye-lids  gently  steep, 

Be  my  last  thought  how  sweet  to  rest 
For  ever  on  my  Saviour's  breast. 

3  Abide  with  me  from  morn  till  eve, 
For  without  Thee  I  cannot  live; 
Abide  with  me  when  night  is  nigh, 
For  without  Thee  I  dare  not  die. 

4  If  some  poor  wandering  child  of  Thine 
Have  spurned  to-day  the  voice  divine, 
Now,  Lord,  the  gracious  work  begin; 
Let  him  no  more  lie  down  in  sin. 

5  Watch  by  the  sick;  enrich  the  poor 
With  blessings  from  Thy  boundless  store : 
Be  every  mourner's  sleep  to-night, 
Like  infant  slumbers,  pure  and  light. 

5  Come  near  and  bless  us  when  we  wake, 
Ere  through  the  world  our  way  we  take, 
Till  in  the  ocean  of  Thy  love 
We  lose  ourselves  in  heaven  above. 


58  DEATH. 


DEATH 


Hynin  269.  L.  M 

A  SLEEP  in  Jesus !  blessed  sleep ! 
-*•■*-  From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep  ; 
k.  calm  and  undisturbed  repose, 
Unbroken  by  the  last  of  foes. 

Asleep  in  Jesus  !  oh,  how  sweet, 
To  be  for  such  a  slumber  meet; 
With  holy  confidence  to  sing 
That  death  has  lj>st  its  painful  sting. 

Asleep  in  Jesus!  peaceful  rest! 
Whose  waking  is  supremely  blest; 
No  fear,  no  woe  shall  dim  that  hour 
That  manifests  the  Saviour's  power. 

Asleep  in  Jesus!  oh,  for  me 
May  such  a  blissful  refuge  be; 
Securely  shall  my  ashes  lie, 
Waiting  the  summons  from  on  high. 

Asleep  in  Jesus!  far  from  thee 
Thy  kindred  and  their  graves  may  be: 
But  there  is  still  a  blessed  sleep, 
From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep. 

Hymn  270.  S.  M 

T^OR  ever  with  the  Lord! 
-*-      Amen,  so  let  it  be: 
Life  from  the  dead  is  in  that  word, 
'Tis  immortality. 


DEATH.  59 

Here  in  the  body  pent, 

Absent  from  Him  I  roanij 
Yet  nightly  pitch  my  moving  tent 

A  day's  march  nearer  home. 

My  Father's  house  on  high, 

Home  of  my  soul,  how  near 
At  times  to  faith's  illumined  eye 

The  golden  gates  appear! 

Ah,  then  my  spirit  faints 

To  reach  the  land  I  love, 
The  bright  inheritance  of  saints, 

Jerusalem  above. 

Yet  clouds  will  intervene, 

And  all  my  prospect  flies ; 
Like  Noah's  dove,  I  flit  between 

Rough  seas  and  stormy  skies. 

Lord,  bid  the  clouds  depart, 

The  winds  and  waters  cease, 
And  sweetly  o'er  my  gladdened  heart 

Expand  Thy  bow  of  peace. 

Hymn  271.  C.  M. 

JERUSALEM,  my  happy  home! 
"      Name  ever  dear  to  me! 
When  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 
In  joy,  and  peace,  and  Thee! 

Thy  walls  are  made  of  precious  stones, 
Thy  bulwarks  diamond-square, 

Thy  gates  are  all  of  orient  pearl : 
O  God!  if  I  were  there! 


60  DEATH. 

3  O  my  sweet  home,  Jerusalem! 

Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see? 
The  King  that  sitteth  on  Thy  throne 
In  His  felicity! 

4  Thy  gardens,  and  Thy  goodly  walks 

Continually  are  green, 
Where  grow  such  sweet  and  pleasant  flowers 
As  nowhere  else  are  seen. 

5  Right  through    Thy  streets,  with  pleasing 

sound, 
The  living  waters  flow, 
And  on  the  banks  on  either  side, 
The  trees  of  life  do  grow. 

6  Those  trees  each  month  yield  ripened  fruit ; 

For  evermore  they  spring, 
And  all  the  nations  of  the  earth 
To  Thee  their  honours  bring. 

7  Oh,  mother  dear;   Jerusalem, 

When  shall  I  come  to  Thee? 
When  shall  my  sorrows  have  an  end? 
Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see? 


Hymn  272.  C.  M 

AN  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand, 
^  And  cast  a  wishful  eye 
To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land, 
Where  my  possessions  lie. 


JUDGMENT.  61 

2  Oh,  the  transporting,  rapturous  scene, 

That  rises  to  my  sight!    " 
Sweet  fields  arrayed  in  living  green, 
And  rivers  of  delight! 

3  O'er  all  those  wide,  extended  plains 

Shines  one  eternal  day; 
There  God  the  Son  forever  reigns, 
And  scatters  night  away. 

4  No  chilling  winds,  nor  poisonous  breath, 

Can  reach  that  healthful  shore; 
Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death, 
Are  felt  and  feared  no  more. 

5  When  shall  I  reach  that  happy  place, 

And  be  forever  blest? 
When  shall  I  see  my  Father's  face, 
And  in  His  bosom  rest? 

6  Filled  with  delight,  my  raptured  soul 

Can  here  no  longer  stay ; 
Though  Jordan's  waves  around  me  roll, 
Fearless  I'd  launch  away. 


JUDGMENT. 

Hymn  273.  P.  M 

T\ AY  of  wrath !  that  day  of  mourning ! 
^  See  fulfilled  the  prophet's  warning, 
Heaven  and  earth  in  ashes  burning! 


G2  JUDGMENT. 

2  Oh,  what  fear  man's  bosom  rendeth, 
When  from  heaven  the  Judge  descendeth, 
On  whose  sentence  all  dependeth ! 

3  Lo !   the  trumpet's  wondrous  swelling 
Peals  through  each  sepulchral  dwelling, 
All  before  the  Throne  compelling. 

4  Death  is  struck,  and  nature  quaking, 
All  creation  is  awaking, 

To  its  Judge  an  answer  making. 

5  Lo,  the  book,  exactly  worded, 
Wherein  all  hath  been  recorded; 
Thence  shall  justice  be  awarded. 

6  When  the  Judge  His  seat  attain  eth, 
And  each  hidden  deed  arraigneth, 
Nothing  unavenged  remaineth. 

7  What  shall  I,  frail  man,  be  pleading? 
Who  for  me  be  interceding, 

When  the  just  are  mercy  needing? 

8  King  of  Majesty  tremendous, 
Who  dost  free  salvation  send  us, 
Fount  of  pity !   then  befriend  us ! 

9  Think,  kind  Jesus,  my  salvation 
Cost  Thy  wondrous  Incarnation ; 
Leave  me  not  to  reprobation ! 

10  Faint  and  weary  Thou  hast  sought  me, 
On  the  cross  of  suffering  bought  me; 
Shall  such  grace  in  vain  be  brought  me  ? 


JUDGMENT.  63 

11  Righteous  Judge!   for  sin's  pollution 
Grant  Thy  gift  of  absolution, 

Ere  that  day  of  retribution. 

12  Guilty,  now  I  pour  my  moaning, 
All  my  shame  with  anguish  owning ; 
Spare,  O  God,  Thy  suppliant  groaning ! 

13  Thou  the  harlot  gav'st  remission, 
Heard'st  the  dying  thief's  petition; 
Hopeless  else  were  my  condition. 

14  Worthless  are  my  prayers  and  sighing, 
Yet,  good  Lord,  in  grace  complying, 
Rescue  me  from  fires  undying! 

1 5  With  Thy  favored  sheep,  oh,  place  me ! 
Nor  among  the  goats  abase  me; 

But  to  Thy  right  hand  upraise  me. 

16  While  the  wicked  are  confounded, 
Doomed  to  flames  of  woe  unbounded, 
Call  me,  with  Thy  saints  surrounded. 

17  Bow  my  heart  in  meek  submission, 
Strewn  with  ashes  of  contrition ; 
Help  me  in  my  last  condition. 

18  Day  of  sorrows,  day  of  weeping, 
When  in  dust  no  longer  sleeping, 
Man  awakes  in  Thy  dread  keeping ! 

19  To  the  rest  Thou  didst  prepare  him 
By  Thy  Cross,  O  Christ,  upbear  him; 
Spare,  O  God,  in  mercy  spare  him. 


64  ETERNITY. 

ETERNITY. 

Hymn  2U. 

T  ET  me  not,  Thou  King  Eternal, 
-"  Enter  hell's  domain  infernal  ! 
Where  is  grieving,  where  is  sadness. 
Where  is  sorrow,  where  is  madness, 
Where  despair  is  ever  sighing, 
Where  the  worm  is  never  dying, 
W^here  the  shameless  are  astounded, 
Where  the  guilty  are  confounded. 

2  Me,  may  Zion  welcome,  saved ; 
Tranquil  city,  seat  of  David ; 
God  its  builder,  light  immortal ; 
Orient  pearl  each  blazing  portal ; 
Crystal  gold  its  streets ;   the  nation 
Of  the  blest  its  population ; 
Living  rock  the  walls  that  bound  it, 
Christ  the  guard  that  dwells  around  it. 

3  With  what  joyous  gratulations 
Throng  Thy  gates  the  festive  nations  ! 
What  the  warmth  of  their  embracing ! 
What  the  gems  Thy  walls  enchasing! 
Through  that  city's  streets  are  wending, 
Holy  throngs,  their  anthems  blending; 
There  may  I,  with  myriads  glorious. 
Chant  Thy  praise  in  psalms  victorious ! 


ETERNITY.  65 

Hymn  275. 

T)RIEF  life  is  here  our  portion, 
-^  Brief  sorrow,  short-lived  care ; 
The  life  that  knows  no  ending, 

The  tearless  life  is  there. 
Oh,  happy  retribution ! 

Short  toil,  eternal  rest; 
For  mortals  and  for  sinners, 

A  mansion  with  the  blest. 

2  And  now  we  fight  the  battle, 

But  then  shall  wTear  the  crown 
Of  full  and  everlasting 

And  passionless  renown. 
The  morning  shall  awaken, 

The  shadows  pass  awTay, 
And  each  true-hearted  servant 

Shall  shine  as  doth  the  day. 

3  Oh,  sweet  and  blessed  country ! 

The  home  of  God's  elect; 
Oh,  sweet  and  blessed  country, 

That  eager  hearts  expect! 
Jesus,  in  mercy  bring  us 

To  that  dear  land  of  rest; 
Who  art  with  God  the  Father, 

And  Spirit,  ever  blest. 

Hymn  276. 

JERUSALEM,  the  golden ! 
"    With  milk  and  honey  blest; 
Beneath  thy  contemplation 

Sink  heart  and  voice  opprest. 
6*  E 


t)6  ETERNITY. 

I  know  not,  oh !   I  know  not 
What  joys  await  me  there; 

What  radiancy  of  glory, 

What  bliss  beyond  compare. 

2  They  stand,  those  halls  of  Zion, 

All  jubilant  with  song, 
And  bright  with  many  an  angel, 

And  all  the  martyr  throng. 
There  is  the  throne  of  David, 

And  there,  from  toil  released, 
The  shout  of  them  that  triumph, 

The  song  of  them  that  feast. 

3  And  they,  who  with  their  Leader, 

Have  conquered  in  the  fight; 
Forever,  and  forever, 

Are  clad  in  robes  of  white. 
Oh,  land  that  seest  no  sorrow! 

Oh,  state  that  fear'st  no  strife ! 
Oh,  royal  land  of  flowers! 

Oh,  realm  and  home  of  life! 

4  Oh,  sweet  and  blessed  country ! 

The  home  of  God's  elect! 
Oh,  sweet  and  blessed  country, 

That  eager  hearts  expect! 
Jesus,  in  mercy  bring  us 

To  that  dear  land  of  rest; 
Who  art,  with  God  the  Father, 

And  Spirit,  ever  blest. 


ETERNITY. 

Hymn  277. 

T70R  thee,  oh  dear,  dear  country, 
-■-    Mine  eyes  their  vigils  keep; 
For  very  love,  beholding 

Thy  happy  name,  they  weep. 
The  mention  of  thy  glory 

Is  unction  to  the  breast, 
And  medicine  in  sickness, 

And  love,  and  life,  and  rest. 

2  Oh  one,  oh  only  mansion! 

Oh  Paradise  of  joy ! 
Where  tears  are  ever  banished, 

And  smiles  have  no  alloy; 
Thou  hast  no  shores,  fair  ocean ! 

Thou  hast  no  time,  bright  day ! 
Dear  fountain  of  refreshment 

To  pilgrims  far  away. 

3  Oh,  sweet  and  blessed  country, 

The  home  of  God's  elect! 
Oh,  sweet  and  blessed  country, 

That  eager  hearts  expect! 
Jesus,  in  mercy  bring  us 

To  that  dear  land  of  rest; 
Who  art,  with  God  the  Father, 

And  Spirit,  ever  blest. 


INDEX. 


HYMN. 

Abide  with  uie  !  fast  falls  the  eventide, Lyte.  26-1 

Alas!  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed Watts.  22S 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name Duncan.  258 

Asleep  in  Jesus  !  blessed  sleep Mackay.  269 

Awake,  my  soul,  to  joyful  lays Medley.  257 

Before  the  Lord  we  bow Key.  242 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow Wesley.  213 

Bread  of  the  world,  in  mercy  broken Keble.  245 

Brief  life  is  here  our  portion 275 

Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning...  Heber.  225 

By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill Heber.  246 

Come  let  us  join  our  friends  above Wesley.  216 

Couie,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare  Neicton.  248 

Creator  Spirit!  by  whose  aid Dryden.  236 

Day  of  wrath!  that  day  of  mourning Ancient.  273 

Depth  of  mercy!  can  there  be Wesley.  249 

Far  from  the  world,  0  Lord,  I'd  flee, Coioper.  266 

For  ever  here  my  rest  shall  be Wesley.  251 

For  ever  with  the  Lord Montgomery.  270 

For  thee,  oh  dear,  dear  country Ancient.  277 

Forth  in  Thy  name,  0  Lord,  we  go Wesley.  265 

Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken Newton.  215 

Go  to  dark  Gethsemane Montgomery.  230 

Great  God,  as  seasons  disappear Unknown.  241 

Hail  the  day  that  sees  Him  rise Madan.  234 

Hail.  Thou  once  despised  Jesus Bakewell.  229 

Hark!  a  thrilling  voice  is  sounding 218 

Hark!  what  mean  those  holy  voices Cawood.  223 

Holy  Father,  great  Creator Bp.  Griswold.  239 

Hosanna  to  the  living  God Heber.  222 

How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds Newton.  255 

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HVM5. 

Jerusalem  my  nappy  home Unknown.  271 

Jerusalem  the  golden 276 

Jesus  Christ  is  risen  to-day Old  English.  233 

Jesus,  let  Thy  pitying  eye Wesley.  226 

Jesus,  the  very  thought  of  Thee St.  Bernard.  253 

Jesus  Thy  blood  and  righteousness Zinzendorf.  252 

Just  as  I  am — without  one  plea Elliott.  250 

Let  me  not,  Thou  King  Eternal Ancient.  274 

Lord  God,  the  Holy  Ghost Montgomery.  237 

Lord,  Thy  glory  fills  the  heaven Ancient.  256 

My  dear  Redeemer  and  my  Lord 227 

My  faith  looks  up  to  Thee 243 

My  God,  accept  my  heart  this  day Unknown.  244 

My  God,  I  love  Thee,  not  because Xavier.  254 

My  Saviour  as  Thou  wilt Schmolck.  263 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee ..  ..Adams.  267 

Now  gird  your  patieut  loins  again Croswell.  220 

Oh!  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God Wesley.  260 

Oh,  sacred  head,  now  wounded Gerhardt,  231 

0  Lord  my  best  desire  fulfil Gowper.  262 

Once  more,  0  Lord,  Thy  sign  shall  be Bp.  Doane.  221 

On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand 8ten.net.  272 

See  He  comes!  whom  every  nation 219 

Spirit  of  Truth  !  on  this  Thy  day Heber.  23S 

Sun  of  my  soul  !  Thou  Saviour  dear Keble.  268 

The  atoning  work  is  done Unknown.  232 

The  Sou  of  God  goes  forth  to  war , Heber.  217 

The  strain  upraise  of  joy  and  praise 259 

There  is  a  fold  whence  none  can  stray Eaut.  261 

There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood Cowper.  214 

Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave,  but  we  will  not 

deplore  thee Heber.  247 

Thou,  whose  Almighty  word  Marriott.  240 

Where  high  the  heavenly  temple  stands Logan.  235 

While  with  ceaseless  course  the  sun .Newton.  224 


SELECTED  HYMNS. 


THE   HOLY   SCRIPTURES. 

Hymn  278.  (I  Ch.  &  H.)  L.  M. 

THE  heavens  declare  Thy  glory,  Lord; 
In  every  star  Thy  wisdom  shines ; 
But  when  our  eyes  behold  Thy  word, 
"We  read  Thy  Name  in  fairer  lines. 

2  The  rolling  sun,  the  changing  light, 

And  nights  and  days  Thy  power  confess ; 
But  the  blest  volume  Thou  hast  writ, 
Reveals  Thy  justice  and  Thy  grace. 

3  Sun,  moon,  and  stars,  convey  Thy  praise 

Round  the  whole  earth,  and  never  stand ; 
So  when  Thy  truth  began  its  race, 
It  touch'd  and  glanced  on  every  land. 

4  Thy  noblest  wonders  here  we  view 

In  souls  renew'd,  and  sins  forgiven ; 
Lord,  cleanse  our  sins,  our  souls  renew, 
And  make  Thy  word  our  guide  to  heaven. 

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70  THE   HOLY   SCRIPTURES. 


Hymn  279.  (2  Ch.  &,  H.)  L.  M. 

THE  starry  firmament  on  high, 
And  all  the  glories  of  the  sky, 
Yet  shine  not  to  Thy  praise,  0  Lord, 
So  brightly  as  Thy  written  word. 

2  The  hopes  that  holy  word  supplies, 
Its  truths  divine  and  precepts  wise, 
In  each  a  heavenly  beam  I  see, 
And  every,  beam  conducts  to  Thee. 

3  Almighty  Lord  !  the  sun  shall  fail, 
The  moon  forget  her  nightly  tale, 
And  deepest  silence  hush  on  high 
The  radiant  chorus  of  the  sky  : 

4  But  fixed  for  everlasting  years, 
Unmoved  amid  the  wreck  of  spheres, 
Thy  Word  shall  shine  in  cloudless  day, 
When  heaven  and  earth  have  pass'd  away. 

Hymn  280.  (4  Ch.  &,  H.)  II.  4, 

ISRAEL,  in  ancient  days, 
Not  only  had  a  view 
Of  Sinai  in  a  blaze, 

But  learn'd  the  Gospel  too : 
The  types  and  figures  were  a  glass 
In  which  they  saw  the  Saviour  pass. 

2  The  paschal  sacrifice, 

And  blood-besprinkled  door, 


THE    HOLY   SCRIPTURES.  71 

Seen  with  enlighten 'd  eyes, 

And  once  applied  with  power, 
Would  teach  the  need  of  other  blood, 
To  make  the  sinner's  peace  with  God. 

3  The  scapegoat  on  his  head 

The  people's  trespass  bore, 
And,  to  the  desert  led, 

Was  to  be  seen  no  more ; 
In  him  our  Surety  seem'd  to  say, 
•"Behold  !  I  bear  your  sins  away." 

4  Dipt  in  his  fellow's  blood, 

The  living  bird  went  free  ; 
The  type  well  understood, 

Expressed  the  sinner's  plea, 
Described  a  guilty  soul  enlarged, 
And  by  a  Saviour's  death  discharged. 

5  Jesus,  I  love  to  trace, 

Throughout  the  sacred  page, 
The  footsteps  of  Thy  grace, 

The  same  in  every  age  ! 
0  grant  that  I  may  faithful  be 
To  clearer  light  vouchsafed  to  me  I 

Hymn  281.        (201  Anc.  &  M.)  P.  M. 

"Thy  Word  is  a  lantern  unto  my  feet,  and  a  light  unto  my 
paths." 

•     T  ORD,  Thy  Word  abideth, 
J  j  And  our  footsteps  guideth; 
Who  its  truth  believeth 
Light  and  joy  receiveth. 


72 


CREATION. 

2  When  oar  foes  are  near  us, 
Then  Thy  Word  doth  cheer  us, 
Word  of  consolation, 
Message  of  salvation. 

3  When  the  storms  are  o'er  us, 
And  dark  clouds  before  us, 
Then  its  light  directeth 
And  our  way  protecteth. 

4  Who  can  tell  the  pleasure, 
Who  recount  the  treasure, 
By  Thy  Word  imparted 
To  the  simple-hearted  ? 

5  Word  of  mercy,  giving 
Succour  to  the  living; 
Word  of  life,  supplying 
Comfort  to  the  dying  I 


o 


6  Oh,  that  we  discerning 
Its  most  holy  learning, 
Lord,  may  love  and  fear  Thee, 
Evermore  be  near  Thee.     Amen. 


CREATION. 

Hymn  282.  (10  Ch.  &  H.)  C.  M. 

ISIXG  the  almighty  power  of  God,  * 
That  made  the  mountains  rise ; 
That  spread  the  flowing  seas  abroad, 
And  built  the  lofty  skies. 


CREATION.  73 

2  I  sing  the  wisdom  that  ordain'd 

The  sun  to  rule  the  day  : ' 
The  moon  shines  full  at  His  command, 
And  all  the  stars  obey. 

3  I  sing  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 

That  fill'd  the  earth  with  food; 
He  form'd  the  creatures  with  His  word, 
And  then  pronounced  them  good. 

4  Lord,  how  Thy  wonders  are  display'd, 

Where'er  I  turn  mine  eyes, 
Though  I  survey  the  ground  I  tread, 
-     Or  gaze  upon  the  skies  ! 

5  There's  not  a  plant  or  flower  below, 

But  makes  Thy  glories  known  ; 
And  clouds  arise,  and  tempests  blow, 
By  order  from  Thy  throne. 

6  Creatures,  as  numerous  as  they  be, 

Are  subject  to  Thy  care  ; 
There's  not  a  place  where  we  can  flee, 
But  God  is  present  there. 

7  In  heaven  are  seen  His  beams  of  love, 

His  wrath  in  hell  beneath ; 
'Tis  on  His  earth  I  stand  or  move, 
And  'tis  His  air  I  breathe. 


8  His  hand  is  my  perpetual  guard, 
He  keeps  me  with  His  eye : 

7 


74  PROVIDENCE. 

Why  should  I  then  forget  the  Lord, 
Who  is  for  ever  nigh  ? 


PROVIDENCE. 

Hymn  283.  fii  Ch.  &  H.)  C.  M. 

ANGELS,  where'er  we  go,  attend 
Our  steps,  whate'er  betide  ; 
With  watchful  care  their  charge  defend, 
And  evil  turn  aside. 

2  Myriads  of  bright  cherubic  bands, 

Sent  by  the  King  of  kings, 
Rejoice  to  bear  us  in  their  hands, 
And  shade  us  with  their  wings. 

3  Jehovah's  charioteers  surround ; 

The  ministerial  choir 
Encamp,  where'er  His  heirs  are  found, 
And  form  our  wall  of  fire. 

4  Ten  thousand  offices  unseen 

For  us  they  gladly  do, 
Deliver  in  the  furnace  keen, 
And  safe  escort  us  through. 

5  And  thronging  round,  with  steadfast  love, 

They  guard  the  dying  breast, 

The  lurking  fiend  far  off  remove, 

And  soothe  our  souls  to  rest. 


PROVIDENCE.  75 


6  And  when  our  spirits  we  resign, 
On  outstreteh'd  wings  they" bear, 
And  lodge  us  in  the  arms  Divine, 
And  leave  us  ever  there. 

Hyinn284.  (i3Ch.&H.)  II.  5. 

CHILDREN  of  God  lack  nothing, 
His  promise  bears  them  through; 
Who  gives  the  lilies  clothing, 
i         Will  clothe  His  people  too  : 
Beneath  the  spreading  heavens, 

No  creature  but  is  fed  ; 
And  He  who  feeds  the  ravens, 
Will  give  His  children  bread. 

2  Though  vine  nor  fig-tree  neither 

Their  wonted  fruit  should  bear  ; 
Though  all  the  field  should  wither, 

Nor  flocks  nor  herds  be  there : 
Yet,  God  the  same  abiding, 

His  praise  shall  tune  my  voice, 
For  while  in  Him  confiding, 

I  cannot  but  rejoice. 

Hymn  285.         (197  Anc.  &  M.)  C.  M. 

"  Lord,  Thou  hast  been  our  Refuge  from  one  generation  to 
another." 

OGOD,  our  help  in  ages  past, 
Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast, 
And  our  eternal  home  ! 

2  Beneath  the  shadow  of  Thy  throne 
Thy  saints  have  dwelt  secure  j 


76  REDEMPTION. 

Sufficient  is  Thine  Arm  alone, 
And  our  defence  is  sure. 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 

Or  earth  received  her  frame, 

From  everlasting  Thou  art  God, 

To  endless  years  the  same. 

4  A  thousand  ages  in  Thy  sight 

Are  like  an  evening  gone; 
Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night 
Before  the  rising  sun. 

5  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  stream, 

Bears  all  its  sons  away; 
They  fly,  forgotten,  as  a  dream 
Dies  at  the  opening  day. 

6  O  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come; 
Be  Thou  our  guard  while  troubles  last, 
And  ou*-  eternal  home.     Amen. 


REDEMPTION. 

Hymn  286.  (15  Ch.  &  H.)  C.  M. 

PLUNG'D  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair, 
We  wretched  sinners  lay, 
Without  one  cheerful  beam  of  hope, 
One  spark  of  glimm'ring  day. 

2  With  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  of  peace 
Beheld  our  helpless  grief; 


REDEMPTION.  77 

He  saw,  and,  oh  !  amazing  love, 
He  flew  to  our  relief. 

3  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above, 

With  joyful  haste  He  sped ; 

Enter'd  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh, 

And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

4  Oh,  for  this  love  let  rocks  and  hills 

Their  lasting  silence  break, 
And  all  harmonious  human  tongues 
The  Saviour's  praises  speak ! 

5  Angels  assist  our  mighty  joys, 

Strike  all  your  harps  of  gold ; 
Yet,  though  ye  raise  your  highest  notes, 
His  love  can  ne'er  be  told. 

Hymn  287.  (16  Ch.  &  H.)  II.  4. 

JOIN  all  the  glorious  names 
Of  wisdom,  love,  and  power, 
That  ever  mortals  knew, 
Or  angels  ever  bore  ; 
All  are  too  mean  to  speak  His  worth, 
Too  mean  to  set  the  Saviour  forth 


2  Great  Prophet  of  our  God, 

Our  tongues  shall  bless  Thy  name  ; 
By  Thee  the  joyful  news 
Of  our  salvation  came, 
The  joyful  news  of  sins  forgiven, 
Of  hell  subdued,  and  peace  with  heaven. 
7  * 


78  REDEMPTION. 

3  Jesus,  our  Great  High  Priest, 

Offer'd  His  blood  and  died  ; 
Our  guilty  conscience  seeks 

No  sacrifice  beside  : 
Thy  powerful  blood  did  once  atone, 
And  now  it  pleads  before  the  throne. 

4  0  thou  Almighty  Lord, 

Our  Conqueror  and  our  King, 
Thy  sceptre  and  Thy  sword, 

Thy  reigning  grace  we  sing : 
Thine  is  the  power;  behold  we  sit 
In  willing  bonds  beneath  Thy  feet. 

Hymn  288.  (17  Ch.  &  H.)  S.  M. 

NO  blood  of  bird  or  beast, 
On  Jewish  altars  slain, 
Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  rest, 
Or  wash  away  the  stain. 

2  But  Christ,  the  heavenly  Lamb, 

Takes  all  our  s'ns  away ; 
A  sacrifice  of  nobler  name, 
And  richer  blood  than  they. 

3  My  faith  would  lay  her  hand 

On  that  dear  head  of  Thine, 
While  like  a  penitent  I  stand, 
And  there  confess  my  sin. 

4  My  soul  looks  back,  to  see 

The  burden  Thou  didst  bear, 


REDEMPTION.  79 

When  hanging  on  th'  accursed  tree, 
And  reads  her  pardon  there. 

Believing,  we  rejoice 

To  see  the  curse  remove  ; 
We  bless  the  Lamb  with  cheerful  voice, 

And  sing  His  bleeding  love. 


Hymn  289.  (19  Ch.  &  H.)  C.  M. 


o 


FOR  a  thousand  tongues,  to  sing 
My  great  Redeemer's  praise  ; 
The  glories  of  my  God  and  King, 
The  triumphs  of  His  grace. 


2  My  gracious   Master,  and  my  God 
Assist  me  to  proclaim, 
And  spread,  through  all  the  earth  abroad, 
The  honours  of  Thy  Name. 


3  Jesus  !  the  Name  that  charms  our  fears, 
That  bids  our  sorrows  cease ; 
'Tis  music  in  the  sinner's  ears, 
'Tis  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 


4  He  breaks  the  power  of  reigning  sin, 

He  sels  the  prisoner  free  ; 
His  blood  can  make  the  foulest  clean ; 
His  blood  avail'd  for  me. 

5  He  speaks  —  and,  list'ning  to  his  voice, 

New  life  the  dead  receive ; 


80  EEDEMPTION. 

The  mournful,  broken  hearts  rejoice  ; 
The  humble  poor  believe. 

6  Hear  Him,  ye  deaf;  His  praise,  ye  dumb, 
Your  loosen'd  tongues  employ  ; 
Ye  blind,  behold  your  Saviour  come  ; 
And  leap,  ye  lame,  for  joy. 

Hymn  290.  (20  Ch.  &  H.)  P.  M. 

THE  voice  of  free  grace 
Cries,  escape  to  the  mountain, 
For  Adam's  lost  race 

Christ  hath  opened  a  fountain, 
For  sin  and  uncleanness 

And  every  transgression, 
His  blood  flows  most  freely 
In  streams  of  salvation. 
Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb 

Who  hath  bought  us  our  pardoa, 
"We'll  praise  Him  again 
When  we  pass  over  Jordan. 

2  Ye  souls  that  are  wounded, 

To  Jesus  repair ; 
He  calls  you  in  mercy, 

And  can  you  forbear  ? 
Though  your  sins  be  as  scarlet 

Still  flee  to  the  mountain, 
That  blood  can  remove  them 

Which  streams  from  this  fountain. 
Hallelujah,  etc. 

3  0  Jesus  1  ride  onward, 

Triumphantly  glorious ; 


REDEMPTION.  81 

O'er  sin,  death,  and  hell, 

Thou  'rt  more  than  victorious  ; 

Thy  name  is  the  theme 
Of  the  great  congregation, 

While  angels  and  saints 

Raise  the  shout  of  salvation. 
Hallelujah,  etc. 

4  With  joy  shall  we  stand 

When  escaped  to  that  shore ; 
With  our  harps  in  our  hand 

We  will  praise  Him  the  more ; 
We'll  range  the  sweet  fields 

On  the  banks  of  the  river, 
And  sing  of  salvation 
For  ever  and  ever. 
Hallelujah,  etc. 

Hymn  291.        (168  Anc.  &  M.)  P.  M. 

"  There  is  none  other  Name  under  heaven  given  among  men, 
whereby  we  must  be  saved." 

TO  the  Name  of  our  Salvation 
Laud  and  honour  let  us  pay ; 
Which  for  many  a  generation 

Hid  in  God's  foreknowledge  lay, 
But  with  holy  exultation 
We  may  sing  aloud  to-day. 

2  Jesus  is  the  Name  we  treasure ; 

Name  beyond  what  words  can  tell; 
Name  of  gladness,  Name  of  pleasure, 

Ear  and  heart  delighting  well ; 
Name  of  sweetness  passing  measure, 
Saving  us  from  sin  and  hell. 
F 


82  EEDEMPTION. 

3  'Tis  the  Name  for  adoration 

Name  for  songs  of  victory, 
Name  for  holy  meditation 

In  this  vale  of  misery, 
Name  for  joyful  veneration 

By  the  citizens  on  high. 

4  'Tis  the  Name  that  whoso  preacheth 

Speaks  like  music  to  the  ear; 
Who  in  prayer  this  Name  bcseecheth 

Sweetest  comfort  findeth  near; 
Who  its  perfect  wisdom  reacheth 

Heavenly  joy  possesseth  here. 

5  Jesus  is  the  Name  exalted 

Over  every  other  name  ; 
In  this  Name,  whene'er  assaulted, 

We  can  put  our  foes  to  shame  ;  • 

Strength  to  them  who  else  had  halted, 

Eyes  to  blind,  and  feet  to  lame. 

6  Therefore  we  in  love  adoring 

This  most  blessed  Name  revere  ; 
Holy  Jesu,  Thee  imploring 

So  to  write  it  in  us  here, 
That  hereafter  heavenward  soaring 

We  may  sing  with  angels  there. 

Hymn  292.         (193  Anc.  &  M.)  II.  2. 

Worthy  is  the  Lamb  that  was  slain,  to  receive  power,  aDd 
riches,  and  wisdom,  and  strength,  and  honour,  and  glory, 
and  blessing !" 

FROM  highest  heaven  th'  Eternal  Son, 
With  God  the  Father  ever  One, 


THE   CHUECH.  83 

Came  down  to  suffer,  and  to  die : 
For  love  of  sinful  man  He  bore 
Our  human  griefs  aud  troubles  sore, 

Our  load  of  guilt  and  misery. 

2  Sing  out,  ye  saints  of  God,  and  praise 
The  Lamb  who  died,  His  flock  to  raise 

From  sin  and  everlasting  woe  ; 
With  angels  round  the  throne  above, 
0  tell  the  wonders  of  His  love, 

The  joys  that  from  His -mercy  flow. 

3  In  darkest  shades  of  night  we  lay 
Without  a  beam  to  guide  our  way, 

Or  hope  of  aught  beyond  the  grave ; 
But  He  hath  brought  us  life  and  light, 
And  opened  heaven  to  our  sight, 

And  lives  forever,  strong  to  save. 

4  Rejoice,  ye  saints  of  God,  rejoice ; 
Sing  out,  and  praise  with  cheerful  voice 

The  Lamb  whom  heaven  and  earth  adore ; 
To  Him  who  gave  His  only  Son, 
To  God  the  Spirit,  with  Them  One, 

Be  praise  and  glory  evermore.     Amen. 


THE    CHURCH. 
Hymn  293.  (23  Ch.  &  H.)  II.  4. 


o 


NE  sole  baptismal  sign, 

One  Lord,  below,  above, 
Zion,  one  faith  is  thine, 

One  only  watchword  —  Love 


84  THE  CHURCH. 

From  many  temples  though  it  rise, 
One  song  ascending  to  the  skies. 

2  Head  of  the  church  beneath, 
The  catholic,  the  true, 
On  all  her  members  breathe, 
Her  broken  frame  renew ! 
Then  shall  Thy  perfect  will  be  done, 
When  Christians  love  and  live  as  one. 


Hymn  294.  (25  Ch.  &  H.)  P.  M. 


H 


EAD  of  the  hosts  in  glory ! 
We  joyfully  adore  Thee, 
Thy  church  below, 
Blending  with  those  on  high — 
Where  through,  the  azure  sky 
Thy  saints  in  ecstasy 
Forever  glow  ! 

2  Angels  I  archangels !  glorious 
Guards  of  the  church  victorious  I 

Worship  the  Lamb  ! 
Crown  Him  with  crowns  of  light, 
One  of  the  Three  by  right  — 
Love,  Majesty,   and  Might  — 

The  great  I  AM ! 

3  Martyrs  !  whose  mystic  legions 
March  o'er  yon  heavenly  regions 

In  triumph  round : 
Wave  high  your  banners,  wave  ! 
Your  God,  our  Saviour,  clave 
For  Death  itself  a  grave, — 

In  hell  profound  ! 


THE   CHURCH.  85 

Saints  !  in  fair  circles,  casting 
Rich  trophies  everlasting  - 

At  Jesus'  feet, 
Amidst  our  rude  alarms, 
We  stretch  forth  suppliant  arms, 
That  we,  too,  safe  from  harms, 

In  heaven  may  meet ! 


Then  raise  the  sons?  of  gladness, 
To  dissipate  our  sadness, 

And  dry  our  tears  ; 
We  wend  our  weary  way 
Up  to  the  realms  of  day, 
And  watch  and  wait  and  pray, 

Through  hopes  and  fears ! 

Saviour,  in  glory  beaming, 
With  radiance  brightly  streaming, 

Enthron'd  in  power, 
Grant,  by  Thine  awful  name, 
That  we  through  flood  and  flame 
The  Gospel  may  proclaim, 

Till  life's  last  hour. 


Hymn  295.  (27  Ch.  &  H.)  III.  5. 

r7I0N  stands  with  hills  surrounded, 
£j  Zion,  kept  by  power  divine : 
All  her  foes  shall  be  confounded, 

Though  the  world  in  arms  combine : 
Happy  Zion, 

What  a  favour'd  lot  is  thine  I 


86  THE   CHURCH. 

2  Every  human  tie  may  perish  ; 

Friend  to  friend  unfaithful  prove : 

Mothers  cease  their  own  to  cherish  ; 

Heaven  and  earth  at  last  remove ; 

But  no  changes 
E'er  can  change  Jehovah's  love. 

3  In  the  furnace  God  may  prove  thee, 

Thence  to  bring  thee  forth  more  bright, 
But  can  never  cease  to  love  thee ; 
Thou  art  precious  in  His  sight : 

God  is  with  thee, 
God,  thine  everlasting  light. 

Hymn  296.  (28  Ch.  &,  H.)  L.  M. 

KINDRED  in  Christ  1  for  His  dear  sake 
A  hearty  welcome  here  receive  j 
May  we  together  now  partake 
The  joys  which  only  He  can  give 

2  May  He,  by  whose  kind  care  we  meet, 

Send  His  good  Spirit  from  above ; 
Make  our  communications  sweet, 

And  cause  our  hearts  to  burn  with  love. 

3  Forgotten  be  each  worldly  theme, 

When  Christians  meet  together  thus  ; 
We  only  wish  to  speak  of  Him 

Who  lived,  and  died,  and  reigns  for  us. 

4  We'll  talk  of  all  he  did,  and  said, 

And  suffer'd  for  us  here  below  ; 
The  path  He  mark'd  for  us  to  tread, 
And  what  He's  doing  for  us  now. 


THE   CHURCH.  87 

5  Thus,  as  the  moments  pass  away 

We'll  love  and  wonder,  and  adore  ; 
And  hasten  on  the  glorious  day 

When  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more 

Hymn  297.  (29  Ch.  &,  H.)  II.  3. 

FORTH  from  the  dark  and  stormy  sky, 
Lord,  to  Thine  altar's  shade  we  fly ; 
Forth  from  the  world,  its  hope  and  fear, 
Saviour,  we  seek  Thy  shelter  here  : 
Weary  and  weak,  Thy  grace  we  pray ; 
Turn  not,  0  Lord!  Thy  guests  away. 

2  Long  have  we  roamed  in  want  and  pain, 
Long  have  we  sought  for  rest  in  vain ; 
Wilder'd  in  doubt,  in  darkness  lost, 
Long  have  our  souls  been  tempest -tost ; 
Low  at  Thy  feet  our  sins  we  lay ; 
Turn  not,  0  Lord  !  Thy  guests  away. 


Hymn  298.         (34  Ch.  &,  H.)  III.  1. 

PLEASANT  are  Thy  courts  above, 
In  the  land  of  light  aud  love; 
Pleasant  are  Thy  courts  below, 
In  this  land  of  sin  and  woe. 
0,  my  spirit  longs  and  faints 
For  the  converse  of  Thy  saints, 
For  the  brightness  of  Tby  face, 
King  of  glory,  God  of  grace  ! 

2  Happy  birds  that  sing  and  fly 
Round  Thy  altars,  0  Most  High  1 


88  THE    CHURCH. 

Happier  souls  that  find  a  rest, 
In  their  Heavenly  Father's  breast  ! 
Like  the  wandering  dove  that  found 
No  repose  on  earth  around, 
They  can  to  their  ark  repair, 
And  enjoy  it  ever  there. 

3  Happy  souls,  their  praises  flow, 
Ever  in  this  vale  of  woe  ; 
Waters  in  the  desert  rise, 
Manna  feeds  them  from  the  skies  ; 

On  they  go  from  strength  to  strength, 
Till  they  reach  Ihy  throne  at  length; 
At  Thy  feet  adoring  fall, 
Who  hast  led  them  safe  through  all. 

4  Lord,  be  mine  this  prize  to  win  ; 
Guide  me  through  this  world  of  sin  ; 
Keep  me  by  Thy  saving  grace, 
Give  me  at  Thy'  sMe  a" place; 
Sun  and  shield  alike  Thou  art, 
Guide  and  guard  my  erring  heart ; 
G*ace  and  glory  flow  from  Thee, 
Shower,  0  shower  them,  Lord   on  me. 


89 


FESTIVALS  AND  FASTS. 


THE  LORD'S  DAY. 
Hymn  299.  (36  Ch.  &,  H.)  C.  M. 

AGAIN  the  Lord  of  life  and  light 
Awakes  the  kindling  ray, 
Unseals  the  eyelids  of  the  morn, 
And  pours  increasing  day. 

2  0  what  a  night  was  that  which  wrapt 

A  guilty  world  in  gloom ! 
0  what  a  sun  which  broke  this  day 
Triumphant  from  the  tomb  ! 

3  The  powers  of  darkness  leagued  in  vain 

To  bind  our  Lord  in  death  ; 
He  shook  their  kingdom,  when  He  fell 
By  His  expiring  breath. 

4  And  now  His  conquering  chariot  wheels 

Ascend  the  lofty  skies ; 
Broken  beneath  His  powerful  cross, 
Death's  iron  sceptre  lies. 

5  This  day  be  grateful  homage  paid, 

And  loud  hosahnas  sung  ; 
Let  gladness  dwell  in  every  heart, 
And  praise  on  every  tongue. 


90 


6  Ten  thousand  thousand  voices  join 
To  hail  this  happy  morn, 
Which  scatters  blessings  from  its  wings 
On  nations  yet  unborn. 


G' 


Hymn  300.  (37  Ch.  &,  H.)  II-  4. 

OD  the  Creator  bless'd 
The  Sabbath  of  His  rest; 
His  six  days'  work  had  brought 
The  universe  from  nought ; 
The  heavens  and  earth  before  Him  stood, 
He  saw  them  and  pronounced  them  good. 

2  God  the  Redeemer  bless'd 
The  Sabbath  of  His  rest, 
When  all  his  suffering  done, 
The  Cross's  victory  won, 

In  Joseph's  sepulchre  he  lay, 
Then  rising  made  a  holier  Day. 

3  And  God  the  Spirit  bless'd 
That  Christian  Day  of  rest, 
Where  met  with  one  accord 
The  Servants  of  the  Lord  ; 

To  whom  the  Father's  promise  came, 
Like  rushing  wind  and  living  flame. 

4  The  Church  below  hath  bless'd 
And  owns  this  Day  of  rest, 
When  in  her  spousal  dress 
Of  blood-bought  righteousness, 

Her  happy  spirit  can  rejoice 

To  hear  her  heavenly  Bridegroom's  voice 

5  They  love  the  hallo w'd  Day, 
Who  love  to  siug  and  pray ; 


91 


The  Day  of  rest  they  love, 

Who  seek  their  rest  above": 
They  love  the  Day  of  God  in  seven, 
Who  prize  an  antepast  of  heaven. 

Hymn  301.  (38  Ch.  &  H.)  III.  5. 

C\  OD  is  in  His  holy  temple, 
VX  All  the  earth  keep  silence  herej 
Worship  Him  in  truth  and  spirit, 

Reverence  Him  with  godly  fear; 
Holy,  holy, 

Lord  of  Hosts,  our  Lord  appear. 

2  God  in  Christ  reveals  His  presence, 

Throned  upon  the  Mercy-seat : 

Saints,  rejoice  !  and  sinners,  tremble  ! 

Each  prepare  his  God  to  meet: 

Lowly,  lowly, 
Bow  adoring  at  His  feet. 

3  Hail  Him  here  with  songs  of  praises, 

Him  with  prayers  of  faith  surround ; 
Hearken  to  His  glorious  gospel, 
While  the  preacher's  lips  expound  ; 

Blessed,  blessed, 
They  who  know  the  joyful  sound. 

4  Though  the  "heaven,  and  heaven  of  heavens, 

0  Thou  Great  Unsearchable  ! 
Are  too  mean  to  comprehend  Thee, 
Thou  with  man  art  pleased  to  dwell ; 

Welcome,  welcome, 
God  with  us,  Immanuel. 


92  the  lord's  day. 


Hymn  302.  (39  Ch.  &  H.)  S.  M. 

STAND  up,  and  bless  the  Lord, 
Ye  people  of  His  choice : 
Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord  your  God, 
With  heart,  and  soul,  and  voice 

2  Though  high  above  all  praise, 

Above  all  blessing  high, 
Who  would  not  fear  His  holy  name, 
And  laud  and  magnify  ? 

3  0  for  the  living  flame, 

From  His  own  altar  brought, 
To  touch  our  lips,  our  minds  inspire, 
And  wing  to  heaven  our  thought ! 

4  God  is  our  strength  and  song, 

And  His  salvation  ours ; 
Then  be  His  love  in  Christ  proclaim'd 
With  all  our  ransom'd  powers. 

5  Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord, 

The  Lord  your  God  adore  ; 
Stand  up,  and  bless  His  glorious  name 
Henceforth  for  evermore. 

Hymn  303.  (40  Ch.  &,  H.)  L.  M. 

JESUS,  where'er  Thy  people  meet, 
There  they  behold  Thy  mercy-seat ; 
Where'er  they  seek  Thee,  Thou  art  found  ; 
And  every  place  is  hallow'd  ground. 

2  For  Thou,  within  no  walls  confin'd, 
Inhabitest  the  humble  mind  j 


the  lord's  day.  93 

Such  ever  bring:  Thee  where  they  come, 
And  going,  take  Thee  to  their-honie. 

3  Dear  Shepherd  of  Thy  chosen  few, 
Thy  former  mercies  here  renew; 
Here  too  our  waiting  hearts  proclaim 
The  sweetness  of  Thy  saving  name. 

4  Here  may  we  prove  the  power  of  prayer 
To  strengthen  faith  and  sweeten  care, 
To  teach  our  faint  desires  to  rise, 

And  open  Heaven  before  our  eyes. 

5  Lord,  we  are  few,  but  Thou  art  near ; 
Nor  short  Thine  arm,  nor  deaf  Thine  ear ; 
0  !  rend  the  heavens,  come  quickly  down, 
And  make  a  thousand  hearts  Thine  own. 


Hymn  304.  (41  Ch.  &  H.)  II.  4. 

LORD  of  the  worlds  above, 
How  pleasant  and  how  fair, 
The  dwellings  of  Thy  love, 

Thine  earthly  temples  are ! 
To  Thine  abode  my  heart  aspires 
With  warm  desires  to  see  my  God. 

2  The  sparrow  for  her  young 
With  pleasure  seeks  a  nest ; 
And  wandering  swallows  long 
To  find  their  wonted  rest; 
My  spirit  faints,  with  equal  zeal, 
To  rise  and  dwell  among  Thy  saints. 


94  the  lord's  day. 

3  0  happy  souls  that  pray- 

Where  God  appoints  to  hear  I 
0  happy  men,  that  pay 

Their  constant  service  there  ! 
They  praise  Thee  still ;  and  happy  they 
That  love  the  way  to  Zion's  hill. 

4  They  go  from  strength  to  strength, 

Through  this  dark  vale  of  tears, 
Till  each  arrives  at  length, 

Till  each  in  heaven  appears  : 
0  glorious  seat,  when  God,our  King 
Shall  thither  bring  our  willing  feet. 

Hymn  305.  (42  Ch.  &.  H.)  C.  M. 

BLEST   day   of   God  !    most   calm,    most 
bright, 
The  first,  the  best  of  days; 
The  labourer's  rest,  the  saint's  delight, 
The  day  of  prayer  and  praise. 

2  My  Saviour's  face  made  thee  to  shine ; 

His  rising  thee  did  raise, 
And  made  thee  heavenly  and  divine 
Beyond  all  other  days. 

3  The  first-fruits  oft  a  blessing  prove 

To  all  the  sheaves  behind  ; 
And  they  the  day  of  Christ  who  love, 
A  happy  week  shall  find. 

4  This  day  I  must  with  God  appear ; 

For,  Lord,  the  day  is  Thine ; 
Help  me  to  spend  it  in  Thy  fear, 
And  thus  to  make  it  mine. 


the  lord's  day.  95 


Hymn  306.  (43  Ch.  &  H.)  L.  M. 

WITHIN  Thy  courts  have  millions  met, 
Millions  this  day  before  Thee  bowed ; 
Their  faces,  heavenward,  Lord,  were  set, 
Their  solemn  vows  to  Thee  they  vowed. 

2  Still  as  the  light  of  morning  broke 

O'er  island,  continent,  and  deep, 
The  far-spread  family  awoke, 

Sabbath  all  round  the  world  to  keep. 

3  From  east  to  west  the  sun  surveyed, 

From  north  to  south,  adoring  throngs  ; 
And  still  where  evening  stretch'd  her  shade, 
The  stars  came  forth  to  hear  their  songs. 

4  And  not  a  prayer,  a  tear,  a  sigh, 

Hath  failed  this  day  some  suit  to  gain  ; 
To  hearts  in  trouble  Thou  wast  nigh, 
Nor  one  hath  sought  Thy  face  in  vain. 

5  The  poor  in  spirit  Thou  hast  fed, 

Thy 'chasten 'd  ones  have  kiss'd  the  rod, 
The  mourner  Thou  hast  comforted, 
The  pure  in  heart  have  seen  their  God. 

Hymn  307.  (44  Ch.  &  H.)  L.  M. 

TT7ITH  joy  we  hasten  to  the  place 
W     Where  we  our  Saviour  oft  have  met ; 
And  while  we  feast  upon  His  grace, 
Our  burdens  and  our  griefs  forget. 

2  Though  poverty  be  ours  at  home, 
Or  with  affliction  we  be  fedi 


96  the  lokd's  day. 

It  makes  amends  if  we  can  come 

To  God's  own  house  for  heavenly  bread. 

3  We  thank  Thee,  for  Thy  day,  0  Lord, 
Here  we  Thy  promised  presence  seek, 
Open  Thine  hand,  with  blessings  stored, 
And  grant  us  manna  for  the  week. 

Hymn  308.         (45  Ch.  &,  H.)  C.  M. 

LORD  !  in  the  morning  Thou  shalt  hear 
My  voice  ascending  high  ; 
To  Thee  will  I  direct  my  prayer, 
To  Thee  lift  up  mine  eye; 

2  Up  to  the  hills  where  Christ  is  gone 

To  plead  for  all  His  saints, 
Presenting  at  His  Father's  throne 
Our  songs  and  our  complaints. 

3  Thou  art  a  God  before  whose  sight 

The  wicked  shall  not  stand  ; 

Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  Thy  delight, 

Nor  dwell  at  Thy  right  hand. 

4  But  to  Thy  house  will  I  resort, 

To  taste  Thy  mercies  there  ; 
I  will  frequent  Thy  holy  court, 
And  worship  in  Thy  fear. 

5  Oh  !  may  Thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet, 

In  ways  of  truth  and  grace, 
Make  every  path  of  duty  straight, 
And  plain  before  my  face. 


the  lord's  day.  97 

Hymn  309.         (46  Ch.  &  h.)  L.  M. 

SWEET  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King 
To  praise  Thy  name,  give  thanks,  and  sing ; 
To  show  Toy  love  by  morning  light, 
And  talk  of  all  Thy  truth  at  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest : 
No  mortal  care  shall  seize  my  breast ; 
0  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found,  - 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound  ! 

3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 

And  bless  His  works,  and  bless  His  word; 
His  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  shine; 
How  deep  His  counsels,  how  divine  ! 

4  0,  I  shall  s*hare  a  glorious  part, 
When  grace  hath  well  refined  my  heart, 
And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  are  shed, 
Like  holy  oil,  to  cheer  my  head. 

5  Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know, 
All  I  desired  or  wish'd  below ; 
And  every  power  find  sweet  employ 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 

Hymn  310.         (47  Ch.  &,  H.)  III.  5. 

IN  Thy  name,  0  Lord,  assembling, 
We,  Thy  people  now  draw  near ; 
Teach  us  to  rejoice  with  trembling  ; 
Speak,  and  let  Thy  servants  hear, 
Hear  with  meekness, 
Hear  Thy  word  with  godly  fear. 
9  G 


98  the  lord's  day. 

2  While  our  days  on  earth  are  lenorthen'd, 

May  we  give  them,  Lord,  to  Thee ; 
Cheer'd  by  hope,  and  daily  strengthen'd, 

May  we  run,  nor  wearied  be, 
Till  Thy  glory 
Without  clouds  in  Heaven  we  see. 

3  Then  in  worship,  purer,  sweeter, 

Thee,  Thy  people  shall  adore, 
Tasting  of  enjoyment  greater 

Far  than  thought  eonceiv'd  before  j 
Full  enjoyment, 
Full,  unmix'd,  and  evermore. 


Hymn  311.  (48  Ch.  &,  H.)  Ill  3. 

MAY  the  grace  of  Christ»our  Saviour, 
And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favour, 
Rest  upon  us  from  above  ! 

2  Thus  may  we  abide  in  union 

With  each  other  and  the  Lord, 

And  possess,  in  sweet  communion, 

Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford. 


Hymn  312.         (49  Ch.  &  H.)  L.  M. 

"PaSMISS  us  with  Thy  blessing,  Lord, 
_1/   Help  us  to  feed  upon  Thy  word  ; 
All  that  has  been  amiss,  forgive, 
And  let  Thy  truth  within  us  live. 


the  loed's  day.  99 

2  Though  we  are  guilty,  Thou  art  good, 
Wash  all  our  works  in  Jesus'  blood  ; 
Give  every  fettered  soul  release, 
And  bid  us  all  depart  in  peace. 

Hymn  313.         (22  Anc.  &  M.)  L.  M. 

"This  is  the  day  which  the  Lord  hath  made." 

AGAIN  the  Lord's  own  dayis  here, 
The  day  to  Christian  people  dear, 
As,  week  by  week,  it  bids  them  tell 
How  Jesus  rose  from  death  and  hell. 

2  For  by  His  flock  their  Lord  declared 
His  resurrection  should  be  shared  ; 
And  they  who  trust  in  Him  to  save 
In  Him  are  risen  from  the  grave. 

3  We,  one  and  all,  of  Him  possest 
Are  with  exceeding  treasures  blest ; 
For  all  He  did,  and  all  He  bare, 
He  gives  us  as  our  own  to  share. 

4  Eternal  glory,  rest  on  high, 
A  blessed  immortality, 

True  peace  and  gladness,  and  a  throne, 
Are  all  His  gifts,  and  all  our  own. 

5  And  therefore  unto  Thee  we  sing, 
0  Lord  of  Peace,  Eternal  King  ; 
Thy  love  we  praise,  Thy  Name  adore, 
Both  on  this  day  and  evermore.     Amen. 


100  THE   LORD'S   DAY. 


Hymn  314.         (30  Anc.  &,  M.)  C.  M. 

"And  on  the  seventh  day  God  ended  His  work  which  He  had 
made." 

SIX  days  of  labour  now  are  past ; 
Thou  restest,  Holy  God ! 
And  with  approving  Eye  hast  seen 
That  all  is  very  good. 

2  Blest  is  the  seventh  morn  of  light, 

Hallowed  for  rest  divine; 
Yet,  Lord,  a  new  creation  needs 
That  mighty  power  of  Thine. 

3  Ten  thousand  voices  praise  Thy  Name 

In  earth  and  sea  and  sky ; 
But  fallen  man  by  sin  has  marred 
The  blissful  harmony. 

4  Come,  Lord,  create  his  heart  anew ; 

His  heart  of  stone  remove  : 
Then  hymns  of  praise  again  shall  rise, 
The  fruits  of  holy  love. 

5  Oh !  for  the  songs  that  Thou  wilt  bless, 

Where  heart  and  voice  agree ; 
Oh  !  for  the  prayers  that  plead  aright 
With  Thy  dread  Majesty. 

6  All  praise  to  God,  the  Three  in  One, 

Who  hish  in  glory  reigns ; 
Who  by  His  Word  hath  all  things  made, 
And  by  His  Word  sustains.     Amen. 


ADVENT.  101 


ADVENT. 
Hymn  315.        (32  Anc.  &,  M.)  L.  M. 

"  His  Name  is  called  the  Word  of  God." 

0  HEAVENLY  Word,  Eternal  Light, 
Begotten  of  the  Father's  Might, 
Who,  in  these  latter  days,  art  born 
For  succour  to  a  world  forlorn ; 

2  Our  hearts  enlighten  from  above, 
And  kindle  with  Thine  own  true  love; 
That  we,  who  hear  Thy  call  to-day, 
May  cast  earth's  vanities  away. 

3  And  wnen  as  Judge  Thou  drawest  nigh, 
The  secrets  of  all  hearts  to  try  ; 
When  sinners  meet  their  awful  doom, 
And  saints  attain  their  heavenly  home, 

4  0  let  us  not,  for  evil  past, 

Be  driven  from  Thy  face  at  last ; 
But  with  the  blessed  evermore 
Behold  and  love  Thee  and  adore. 

5  To  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Praise,  honour,  might,  and  glory  be, 
From  age  to  age  eternally.     Amen. 

9  * 


102  ADVENT. 


Hymn  316.         (34  Anc.  &,  M.  B.  M. 

'fell  ye  the  daughter  of  Sion.  Behold,  thj  King  cometh  unto 
thee." 

THE  Advent  of  our  King 
Our  prayer-  must  now  employ, 
And  we  must  hymns  of  welcome  sing 
In  strains  of  holy  joy. 

2  The  Everlasting  Son 

Incarnate  deigns  to  be; 
Himself  a  servant's  form  puts  on, 
To  set  His  servants  free. 

3  Daughter  of  Sion,  rise 

To  meet  thy  lowly  King; 
Nor  let  thy  faithless  heart  despise 
The  peace  He  comes  to  bring 

4  As  Judge,  on  clouds  of  li^ht, 

He  soon  will  come  again, 
And  His  true  members  all  unite 
With  him  in  heaven  to  reign. 

5  Before  the  dawning  day 

Let  sin's  dark  deeds  be  gone, 
The  old  man  all  be  put  away, 
The  new  man  all  put  on. 

6  All  glory  to  the  Son, 

Who  comes  to  set  us  free, 
With  Faiher.  Spirit,  ever  One, 
Through  all  eternity.     Amen. 


ADVENT.  103 


Hymn  317.         (35  Anc.  &,  M.)    .  L.  M. 

'The  voice  of  one  crying  in  the  wilderness,  Prepare  ye  the 
way  of  the  Lord,  make  His  paths  straight." 

ON  Jordan's  bank  the  Baptist's  cry 
Announces  that  the  Lord  is  nigh; 
Awake,  and  hearken,  for  he  brings 
Glad  tidings  of  the  King  of  kings. 

2  Then  cleansed  be  every  breast  from  sin ; 
Make  straight  the  way  for  God  within ; 
Prepare  we  in  our  hearts  a  home 
Where  such  a  mighty  Guest  may  come. 

3  For  Thou  art  our  Salvation,  Lord, 
Our  Refuge,  and  our  great  Reward; 
Without  Thy  grace  we  waste  away, 
Like  flowers  that  wither  and  decay. 

4  To  heal  the  sick  stretch  out  Thine  Hand, 
And  bid  the  fallen  sinner  stand; 

Shine  forth,  and  let  Thy  light  restore 
Earth's  own  true  loveliness  once  more. 

5  All  praise,  Eternal  Son,  to  Thee, 
Whose  Advent  doth  Thy  people  free ; 
Whom  with  the  Father  we  adore, 

And  Holy  Ghost,  for  evermore.    Amen. 

Hymn  318.         (36  Anc.  &,  M.)  P.  M. 

"  The  Redeemer  shall  come  to  Sion." 

0COME,  0  come,  Emmanuel, 
And  ransom  captive  Israel ; 
That  mourns  in  lonely  exile  here, 
Until  the  Son  of  God  appear. 


104  ADVENT. 

Rejoice!  Rejoice!  Emmanuel 
Shall  come  to  thee,  0  Israel! 

2  0  come,  Thou  Rod  of  Jesse,  free 
Thine  own  from  Satan's  tyranny; 
From  depths  of  hell  Thy  people  save, 
And  give  them  victory  o'er  the  grave. 

Rejoice!  Rejoice!  Emmanuel 
Shall  come  to  thee,  0  Israel. 

3  0  come,  Thou  Day-Spring,  come  and  cheer 
Our  spirits  by  Thine  Advent  here; 
Disperse  the  gloomy  clouds  of  night, 

And  death's  dark  shadows  put  to  flight. 
Rejoice!  Rejoice!  Emmanuel 
Shall  come' to  thee,  0  Israel! 

4  0  come,  Thou  Key  of  David,  come 
And  open  wide  our  heavenly  home; 
Make  safe  the  way  that  leads  on  high, 
And  close  the  path  to  misery. 

Rejoice!   Rejoice!  Emmanuel 
Shall  come  to  thee,  O  Israel ! 

5  O  come,  0  come,  Thou  Lord  of  Might; 
Who  to  Thy  tribes,  on  Sinai's  height, 
In  ancient  times  didst  give  the  law, 

In  cloud,  and  majesty,  and  awe. 
Rejoice!  Rejoice!  Emmanuel 
Shall  come  to  thee,  0  Israel.    Amen. 

Hymn  319.        (38  Anc.  &,  M.)  L-  M. 

"  The  day  of  the  Lord  will  come  as  a  thief  in  the  night." 

THAT  day  of  wrath,  that  dreadful  day, 
When  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away, 


ADVENT.  105 

What  power  shall  be  the  sinner's  stay  ? 
How  shall  he  meet  that  dreadful  day? 

2  When,  shrivelling  like  a  parched  scroll, 
The  flaming  heavens  together  roll; 
When  louder  yet,  and  yet  more  dread, 
Swells  the  high  trump  that  wakes  the  dead; 

3  Oh!  on  that  day,  that  wrathful  day, 
When  man  to  judgment  wakes  from  clay, 
Be  Thou,  O  Christ,  the  sinner's  stay 
Though  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away. 

Amen. 

Hymn  320.         (39  Anc.  &,  M.)  III.  5. 

"Behold  He  eometh  with  clouds  ;  and  every  eye  shall  see  Him, 
and  they  also  which  pierced  Him." 

LO  !  He  comes  in  clouds  descending, 
Once  for  favoured  sinners  slain ; 
Thousand  thousand  saints  attending 
Swell  the  triumph  of  His  train : 

Alleluia ! 
Christ  appears  on  earth  again. 

2  Every  eye  shall  now  behold  Him 
Robed  in  dreadful  majesty; 
They  who  set  at  naught  and  sold  Him, 
Pierced  and  nailed  Him  to  the  tree, 

Deeply  wailing, 
Shall  the  true  Messiah  see. 

5  Those  dear  tokens  of  His  Passion 
Still  His  dazzling  Body  bears ; 
Cause  of  endless  exultation 
To  His  ransomed  worshippers; 


106  ADVENT. 

With  what  rapture 
Gaze  we  on  those  glorious  scars  I 

4  Yea,  Amen,  let  all  adore  Thee, 
High  on  Thine  eternal  throne; 
Saviour,  take  the  power  and  glory; 
Claim  the  kingdoms  for  Thine  own; 

O  come  quickly! 
Alleluia!    Amen. 


Hymn  321.         (50  Ch.  &  H.)  II.  3. 

0  WISDOM,  who  o'er  earth  below, 
Forth  from  the  mouth  of  God  didst  flow, 
Draw  nigh  and  help  us  when  we  call, 
And  strongly,  sweetly  order  all ; 
The  path  of  prudence  teach,  that  we 
May  dwell  with  Thee  eternally. 

2  Ruler  and  Lord,  draw  nigh,  draw  nigh  ! 
Who  to  Thy  flock  on  Sinai 
Didst  give,  of  ancient  times,  Thy  Law, 
In  cloud,  and  majesty,   and  awe ; 
Draw  nigh,  draw  nigh,  with  us  to  dwell, 
And  save,  0  God,  Thine  Israel. 


Thou  rod  of  Jesse's  stem,  arise, 
And  free  us  from  our  enemies ; 
And  set  us  loose  from  Satan's  chains, 
And  from  the  pit  with  all  its  pains  : 
Draw  nigh,  draw  nigh,  with  us  to  dwell, 
In  haste  to  save  Thine  Israel. 


ADVENT.  f      107 

4  Key  of  the  House  of  David,  come  ! 
Re-open  Thou  our  heavenly  home  ! 
Make  safe  the  way  that  we  must  go, 
And  close  the  paths  that  lead  below  : 
Draw  nigh,  draw  nigh,  with  us  to  dwell, 
And  save  us,  Lord,  from  sin  and  hell. 

5  0   Orient  Star,  arise,  draw  nigh, 
To  give  us  comfort  from  on  high; 
And  drive  away  the  gloom  of  night, 
And  pierce  the  clouds  and  bring  us  light : 
Draw  nigh,  0  Lord,  with  us  to  dwell, 

In  mercy  save  Thine  Israel. 

6  Holy  of  Holies,  hear  our  cry, 
Thou  Majesty  of  God  most  High ; 
Destroy  our  sins,  Thy  people  bless, 
With  everlasting  righteousness  : 
Draw  nigh,  draw  nigh,  Emanuel, 
And  save  Thy  captive  Israel. 

7  0  Thou  on  whom  the  Gentiles  wait, 
Who  'midst  the  nations  shall  be  great ; 
Thy  Church's  chief  and  corner-stone, 
Who  in  Thyself  hast  made  all  one ; 

0  come  and  save,  for  Thy  dear  sake, 
Mankind  whom  Thou  of  dust  didst  make  ! 

8  Draw  nigh,  draw  nigh,  Emanuel, 
And  loose  Thy  captive  Israel, 
That  mourns  in  lonely  exile  here, 
Until  the  Son  of  God  appear. 
Rejoice  !  rejoice  !  Emanuel 
Comes  now  to  thee,  0  Israel. 


108      ♦  ADVENT. 

Hymn  322.  (52  Ch.  &,  H.)  III.  3. 

LIGHT  of  those  whose  dreary  dwelling 
Borders  on  the  shades  of  death, 
Jesus,  now  Thyself  revealing, 
Scatter  eyery  cloud  beneath. 

2  Still  we  wait  for  Thine  appearing-, 

Life  and  joy  Thy  beams  impart, 
Chasing  all  our  doubts,  and  cheering 

Every  meek  and  contrite  heart. 

3  Show  Thy  power  in  eyery  nation, 

Oh  thou  Prince  of  peace  and  love  ! 
Give  the  knowledge  of  Salvation, 
Fix  our  hearts  "on  things  above. 

4  By  Thine  all-sufficient  merit, 

Every  burden'd  soul  release: 

By  the  presence  of  thy  Spirit, 
Guide  us  into  perfect  peace. 


Hymn  323.  (54  Ch.  &  H.)  III.  1. 

TTTATCHMAN  I  tell  us  of  the  nio-ht, 
>  \     What  its  signs  of  promise  are  ? 
Traveller  !   o'er  yon  mountain's  height, 

See  that  glory-beaming  gtar  ! 
"Watchman  !  does  its  beauteous  ray 

Aught  of  joy  or  hope  foretell  ? 
Traveller  !  yes  ;  it  brings  the  day, 

Promis'd  dav  of  Israel. 


ADVENT.  109 

2  Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night, 

Higher  yet  that  star  ascends  ! 
Traveller !  blessedness  and  light, 

Peace  and  truth,  its  course  portends. 
Watchman  ^  will  its  beams  alone 

Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth  ? 
Traveller !  ages  are  its  own, 

See,  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth, 

3  Watchman !  tell  us  of  the  night,  - 

For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn. 
Traveller  !  darkness  takes  its  flight, 

Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn. 
Watchman  !  let  thy  wanderings  cease, 

Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home. 
Traveller  !  lo  !  the  Prince  of  Peace, 

Lo  !  the  Son  of  God  is  come  ! 

Hymn  324.  (57  Ch.  &  H.)  L.  M. 

THE  Lord  will  come,  the  earth  shall  quake, 
The  hills  their  fixed  seat  forsake ; 
And  withering  from  the  vault  of  night, 
The  stars  withdraw  their  feeble  light. 

2  The  Lord  will  come,  but  not  the  same 
As  once  in  lowly  form  He  came ; 

A  silent  Lamb  to  slaughter  led, 

The  bruis'd,  the  suffering,   and  the  dead ! 

3  The  Lord  will  come,  a  dreadful  form, 
With  wreath  of  flame  and  robe  of  storm; 
On  cherub  wings  and  wings  of  wind, 
Anointed  Judge  of  human  kind. 

10 


110  ADVENT. 

4  Can  this  be  He,  who  wont  to  stray 
A  pilgrim  on  the  world's  highway, 

By  power  oppress'd  and  mock'd  by  pride, 
The  Nazarene  ?  the  Crucified  ? 

5  While  sinners  in  despair  shall  call, 

"  Rocks  hide  us  !  mountains  on  us  fall  !" 
Thy  saints,  ascending  from  the  tomb, 
Shall  joyful  sing —  "  The  Lord  is  come  I" 

Hymn  325.  (58  Ch.  &,  H.)  C.  M 

MESSIAH!  at  Thy  glad  approach 
The  howling  winds  are  still ; 
Thy  praises  fill  the  lonely  waste, 
And  breathe  from  every  hill. 

2  The  incense  of  the  spring  ascends 

Upon  the  morning  gale  ; 
Fresh  o'er  the  hill  the  roses  bloom, 
The  lilies  in  the  vale. 

3  Renew'd,  the  earth  a  robe  of  light, 

A   robe  of  beauty  wears  ; 
And  in  new  heavens  a  brighter  sun 
Leads  on  the  promised  years. 

4  Let  Israel  to  the  Prince  of  Peace 

A  loud  hosanna  sing  ; 
With  hallelujahs  and  with  hymns, 
0  Zion,  hail  thy  King. 


ADVENT.  Ill 

Hymn  326.  (59  Ch.  &.  H.)  P.  M. 

THE  Church  has  waited  long, 
Her  absent  Lord  to  see, 
And  still  in  loneliness  she  waits, 

A  friendless  stranger  she. 
Age  after  age  has  gone, 
Sun  after  sun  has  set, 
And  still  in  weeds  of  widowhood, 
She  weeps  a  mourner  yet. 

Come,  then,  Lord  Jesus,  cornel 

2  Saint  after  saint  on  earth 

Has  liv'd,  and  lov'd,  and  died; 
And  as  they  left  us  one  by  one, 

We  laid  them  side  by  side ; 
We  laid  them  down  to  sleep, 

But  not  in  hope  forlorn  ; 
We  laid  them  but  to  ripen  there, 

Till  the  last  glorious  morn. 

Come,  then,  Lord  Jesus,  come ! 

3  The  serpent's  brood  increase, 

The  powers  of  hell  grow  bold, 
The  conflict  thickens,  faith  is  low, 

And  love  is  waxing  cold. 
How  long,   0  Lord  our  God, 

Holy,  and  true,  and  good, 
Wilt  Thou  not  judge  Thy  suff 'ring  Church, 

Her  sighs,  and  tears,  and  blood  ? 
Come,  then,  Lord  Jesus,  come  ! 

4  We  long  to  hear  Thy  voice, 

To  see  Thee  face  to  face, 


112 


ADVENT. 


To  share  Thy  crown  and  glory  then, 
As  now  we  share  Thy  grace. 

Should  not  the  loving  bride 
Her  absent  bridegroom  mourn  ? 

Should  she  not  wear  the  signs  of  grief 
Until  her  Lord  return  ? 

Come,  then,  Lord  Jesus,  come  ! 

fi  The  whole  creation  groans, 

And  waits  to  hear  that  voice 
That  shall  her  beauteousness  restore, 

And  make  her  wastes  rejoice. 
Come,  Lord,  and  wipe  away 

The  curse,  the  sin,  the  stain, 
And  make  this  blighted  world  of  ours 
Thine  own  fair  world  again. 

Come,  then,  Lord  Jesus,  come ! 

Hymn  327.  (62  Ch.  &  H.)  III.  1. 

IN  the  sun,  and  moon,  and  stars, 
i    Signs  and  wonders  there  shall  be  ; 
Earth  shall  quake  with  inward  wars, 
Nations  with  perplexity. 

2  Soon  shall  ocean's  hoary  deep, 

Toss'd  with  stronger  tempests,  rise  : 
Wilder  storms  the  mountains  sweep, 
Louder  thunders  rock  the  skies. 

3  Dread  alarms  shall  shake  the  proud, 

Pale  amazement,  restless  fear; 
And  amid  the  thunder  cloud 
Shall  the  Judge  of  man  appear. 


ADVENT.  113 

4  But,  though  from  His  awful  face, 

Heaven  shall  fade,  and  earth  shall  fly; 
Fear  not  ye,  His  chosen  race, 
Your  redemption  draweth  nigh. 


Hymn  328.  (63  Ch.  &  H.)  III.  1. 

SEE  the  ransomed  millions  stand, 
Palms  of  conquest  in  each  hand  ! 
This  before  the  throne  their  strain, — 
"Hell  is  vanquish'd  —  death  is  slain! 


2  "Blessing,  honour,   glory,  might, 
Are  the  Conqueror's  native  right ; 
Thrones  and  powers  before  Him  fall, 
Lamb  of  God,  and  Lord  of  all  I" 


3  Hasten,  Lord  !  the  promised  hour ; 
Come  in  glory  and  in  power ; 
Still  Thy  foes  are  unsubdued ; 
Nature  sighs  to  be  renew'd. 


4  Time  has  nearly  reach M  its  sum; 

All  things,  with  the  Bride,  say,  "  Come  !' 
Jesus  !  whom  all  worlds  adore, 
Come,  and  reign  for  evermore. 

Hymn  329.  (64  Ch.  &  H.)  II.  6. 

REJOICE,  rejoice,  believers  ! 
And  let  your  lights  appear, 
10  *  H 


114  ADVEXT. 

The  evening  is  advancing, 
The  darker  night  is  near. 

The  Bridegroom  is  arising  ; 
And  soon  will  He  draw  nigh  : 

Up  !  pray,  and  watch,  and  wrestle, 
At  midnight  comes  the  cry. 

2  See  that  your  lamps  are  burning, 

Replenish  them  with  oil ; 
Look  now  for  your  salvation, 

The  end  of  sin  and  toil. 
The  watchers  on  the  mountain 

Proclaim  the  Bridegroom  near, 
Go.  meet  Him  as  He  cometh, 

With  hallelujahs  clear. 

3  Oh  !  wise  and  holy  virgins, 

Now  raise  your  voices  higher, 
Till  in  your  jubilations, 

Ye  meet  the  angel-choir. 
The  marriage  feast  is  waiting, 

The  gates  wide  open  stand; 
Up,  up,  ye  heirs  of  glory, 

The  Bridegroom  is  at  hand. 

4  Our  hope  and  expectation, 

0  Jesus,   now  appear  ; 
Arise,  Thou  Sun  so  looked  for, 

O'er  this  benighted  sphere  I 
With  hearts  and  hands  uplifted, 

We  plead,   0  Lord,  to  see 
The  day  of  our  redemption, 

And  ever  be  with  Thee  ! 


CHEISTMAS.  115 

CHRISTMAS. 
Hymn  330.  (65  Ch.  &  H.)  III.  5. 

ANGELS,  from  the  realms  of  glory 
Wing  your  flight  o'er  all  the  earth, 
Ye  who  sang  creation's  story, 
Now  proclaim  Messiah's  birth  ; 
Come  and  worship, 
Worship  Christ  the  new-born  King. 


Shepherds,  in  the  field  abiding, 

Watching  o'er  your  flocks  by  night, 

God  with  man  is  now  residing, 
Yonder  shines  the  infant-light ; 
Come  and  worship, 

Worship  Christ  the  new-born  King. 


3  Sages,  leave  your  contemplations, 

Brighter  visions  beam  afar, 
Seek  the  great  Desire  of  nations  ; 

Ye  have  seen  his  natal  star  ; 
Come  and  worship, 
Worship  Christ  the  new-born  King. 

4  Saints,  before  the  altar  bending, 

Watching  long  in  hope  and  fear, 


116  CHRISTMAS. 

Suddenly,  the  Lord  descending, 
In  Hi?  temple  shall  appear; 
Come  and  worship, 
"Worship  Christ  the  new-born  King 


Sinners,  wrong  with  true  repentance, 
Doomed  for  guilt  to  endless  pains, 

Justice  now  revokes  the  sentence, 
Mercy  calls  you,  break  your  chains; 
ne  and  worship, 

Worship  Christ  the  new-born  King. 


Hymn  331.  (67  Ch.  &.  H.)  P.  M. 

pOMB,  hither!  ye  faithful 

V.     Triumphantly  sing  ! 
Come,  see  in  the  manger 

The  angels'  dread  King! 
To  Bethlehem  hasten, 

With  joyful  accord  ! 
Oh,  come  ye,  come  hither 

To  worship  the  Lord  ! 


2  True  Son  of  the  Father, 

He  comes  from  the  skies; 
To  be  born  of  a  Virgin 

He  doth  not  despise. 
To  Bethlehem  hasten,  etc. 

3  Hark,  hark  to  the  angels  ! 

All  singing  in  Heaven, 


CHRISTMAS.  117 

"To  God  in  the  highest 
All  glory  be  given  !  "     * 
To  Bethlehem  hasten,  etc. 

4  To  Thee,  then,  0  Jesus, 

This  day  of  Thy  birth, 
Be  glory  and  honour 

Through  heaven  and  earth  ; 
True  Godhead  Incarnate! 

Omnipotent  Word ! 
Oh,  come  !  let  us  hasten 

To  worship  the  Lord  ! 

Hymn  332.         (68  Ch.  &,  H.)  C.  M. 

MORTALS,  awake,  with  angels  join, 
And  chant  the  solemn  lay ; 
Joy,  love,  and  gratitude,  combine 
To  hail  th'  auspicious  day. 

2  In  Heaven  the  rapturous  song  began, 

And  sweet  seraphic  fire 
Through  all  the  shining  legions  ran 
And  strung  and  tun'd  the  lyre. 

3  Swift  through  the  vast  expanse  it  flew, 

And  loud  the  echo  roll'd  ; 
The  theme,  the  song,  the  joy,  was  new, 
'Twas  more  than  Heaven  could  hold. 

4  Down  through  the  portals  of  the  sky, 

Th'  impetuous  torrent  ran ; 
And  angels  flew,  with  ecstasy, 
To  bear  the  news  to  man. 


118  CHRISTMAS. 

5  Hark  !  the  cherubic  armies  shout, 

And  glory  leads  the  song; 
Good-will  and  peace  are  heard  throughout 
Th'  harmonious  angel  throng. 

6  Hail,  Prince  of  life  !  forever  hail, 

Redeemer,   Brother,  Friend  ! 
Though  earth,  and  time,  and  life  should  fail, 
Thy  praise  shall  never  end. 

Hymn  333.  (69  Ch.  &  H.)  III.  1. 

SWEETER  sounds  than  music  knows 
Charm  me  in  ImmanuePs  name  ; 
All  her  hopes  my  spirit  owes 

To  His  birth,  and  cross,  and  shame. 

2  When  He  came,  the  angels  sung, 

11  Glory  be  to  God  on  high  ;  " 
Lord,  unloose  my  faltering  tongue, 
Who  should  louder  sing  than  I  ? 

3  Did  the  Lord  a  man  become, 

That  He  might  the  law  fulfil; 
Bleed  and  suffer  in  my  room  ? 

And  canst  thou,  my  tongue,  be  still? 

4  No,  I  must  my  praises  bring, 

Though  they  worthless  are,  and  weak ; 
For  should  I  refuse  to  sing, 

Sure  the  very  stones  would  speak. 

5  0  my  Saviour,   Shield,  and  Sun, 

Shepherd,  Brother,  Master,   Friend, 
Ev'ry  precious  name  in  one; 
I  will  love  Thee  without  end. 


CHRISTMAS.  119 


Hymn  334.  (70  Ch.  &  H.)  III.  1. 

BRIGHT  and  joyful  is  the  morn, 
For  to  us  a  child  is  born  ; 
From  the  highest  realms  of  Heaven, 
Unto  us  a  Son  is  given. 

2  On  His  shoulder  He  shall  bear 
Power  and  majesty,  and  wear 
On  His  vesture  and  His  thigh, 
Names  most  awful,  names  most  high. 

3  Wonderful  in  counsel  He, 
Christ,  th'  incarnate  Deity ; 
Sire  of  ages  ne'er  to  cease  ; 
King  of  kings,  and  Prince  of  peace. 

4  Come  and  worship  at  His  feet; 
Yield  to  Him  the  homage  meet; 
From  the  manger  to  the  throne, 
Homage  due  to  God  alone. 

Hymn  335.  (72  Ch.  &  H.)  L.  M. 

MY  song  shall  bless  the  Lord  of  all, 
My  praise  shall  climb  to  His  abode  ; 
Thee,   Saviour,  by  that  name  I  call, 
The  great  Supreme,  the  mighty  God. 

2  Without  beginning  or  decline, 

Object  of  faith,  and  not  of  sense  ; 
Eternal  ages  saw   Him  shine, 
He  shines  eternal  ages  hence. 

3  As  much,  when  in  the  manger  laid, 

Almighty  Ruler  of  the  sky, 


120  CHRISTMAS. 

As  when  the  six  days'  work  He  made 
Fill'd  all  the  morning  stars  with  joy. 

4  Of  all  the  crowns  Jehovah  bears, 
Salvation  is  His  dearest  claim, 
That  gracious  sound  well  pleas'd  He  hears, 
And  owns  Immanuel  for  His  name. 


Hymn  336.         (73  Ch.  &,  H.)  C.  M. 

The  Presentation  of  Christ  in  the  Temple. 

LORD,  at  Thy  temple  we  appear, 
As  happy  Simeon  came, 
And  hope  to  meet  our  Saviour  here ; 
0  make  our  joys  the  same ! 

2  With  what  divine  and  vast  delight 

The  good  old  man  was  fill'd, 
When,  fondly  in  his  wither'd  arms, 
He  clasp'd  the  holy  Child  ! 

3  "Now  I  can  leave  this  world,"  he  cried  ; 

"  Behold  thy  servant  dies  ; 
I've  seen  Thy  great  salvation,  Lord, 
And  close  my  peaceful  eyes: 

4  "This  is  the  light  prepar'd  to  shine 

Upon  the  Gentile  lands, 
Thine  Israel's  glory  and  their  hope, 
To  break  their  slavish  bands." 

5  Jesus !  the  vision  of  Thy  face 

Hath  overpowering  charms  ! 


CHRISTMAS.  121 

Scarce  shall  I  feel  death's  cold  embrace, 
If  Thou  be  in  my  arms.    - 

Hymn  337.        (42  Anc.  &  M.)  P.  M. 

"Let  us  now  go  unto  Bethlehem." 

OCOME,  all  ye  faithful, 
Joyful  and  triumphant; 
0  come  ye,  0  come  ye  to  Bethlehem; 
Come  and  behold  Him 
Born  the  King  of  Angels; 
0  come,  let  us  adore  Him, 
0  come,  let  us  adore  Him, 
0  come,  let  us  adore  Him,  Christ  the  Lord. 

2  God  of  God, 
Light  of  Light, 

Lo!  He  abhors  not  the  Virgin's  wombj 

Yery  God, 

Begotten,  not  created ; 
O  come,  let  us  adore  Him,  &c. 

3  Sing,  choirs  of  angels, 
Sing  in  exultation, 

Sing,  all  ye  citizens  of  heaven  above, 

Glory  to  God 

In  the  highest; 
O  come,  let  us  adore  Him,  &c. 

4  Yea,  Lord,  we  greet  Thee, 
Born  this  happy  morning; 

Jesu,  to  Thee  be  glory  given  j 
Word  of  the  Father, 
Now  in  flesh  appearing ; 
ll 


122  CHRISTMAS. 

O  come,  let  us  adore  Him, 
0  come,  let  us  adore  Him, 
0    come,  let  us    adore    Him,    Christ    the 
Lord.     Amen. 


o 


Hymn  338.        (46  Anc.  &  M.)  P.  M. 

"  God  was  manifest  in  the  flesh." 

,F  the  Father's  Love  begotten 
Ere  the  worlds  began  to  be, 
He  is  Alpha  and  Omega, 

He  the  source,  the  ending  He, 
Of  the  things  that  are,  that  have  been, 
And  that  future  years  shall  see, 
Evermore  and  evermore! 


This  is  He  whom  seers  in  old  time 
Chanted  of  with  one  accord; 

Whom  the  voices  of  the  Prophets 
Promised  in  their  faithful  word  ; 

Now  He  shines,  the  long-expected: 
Let  creation  praise  its  Lord: 
Evermore  and  evermore ! 


0  ye  heights  of  Heaven,  adore  Him! 

Angel-hosts,  His  praises  sing! 
All  dominions  bow  before  Him 

And  extol  our  God  and  King: 
Let  no  tongue  on  earth  be  silent, 

Every  voice  in  concert  ring, 
Evermore  and  evermore ! 


CHRISTMAS.  123 

4  Christ !  to  Thee,  with  God  the  Father, 
And,  O  Holy  Ghost,  to -Thee  ! 
Hymn  and  chant,  and  high  thanksgiving, 

And  unwearied  praises  be, 
Honour,  glory,  and  dominion, 
And  eternal  victory, 

Evermore  and  evermore  !    Amen. 


Hymn  339.        (47  Anc.  &,  M.)  P.  M. 

"Behold,  I  bring  you  good  tidings  of  great  joy." 

CHRISTIANS,    awake,    salute    the    happy 
morn 
Whereon  the  Saviour  of  mankind  was  born; 
Rise  to  adore  the  mystery  of  love, 
Which  hosts  of  angels  chanted  from  above; 
With  them  the  joyful  tidings  first  begun 
Of  God  Incarnate  and  the  Virgin's  Son. 


Then  to  the  watchful  shepherds  it  was  told, 
Who  heard  the  angelic  herald's   voice,   "  Be- 
hold, 
I  bring  good  tidings  of  a  Saviour's  birth 
To  you  and  all  the  nations  upon  earth  : 
This  day  hath  God  fulfilled  His  promised  word, 
This  day  is  born  a  Saviour,  Christ  the  Lord. " 


3  He  spake ;  and  straightway  the  celestial  choir 
In  hymns  of  joy,  unknown  before,  conspire: 
The  praises  of  redeeming  love  they  sang, 
And  heaven's  whole  orb  with  alleluias  rang: 


124  NEW    YEAR. 

God1s  highest  glory  was  their  anthem  still, 
Peace  upon  earth,  and  unto  men  good  will. 

4  To  Bethlehem    straight  th'  enlightened  shep- 

herds ran, 
To  see  the  wonders  God  had  wrought  for  man  ; 
Then  to  their  flocks,  still  praising  God,  return, 
And  their  glad  hearts  with  holy  rapture  burn: 
To  all  the  joyful  tidings  they  proclaim, 
The  first  apostles  of  the  Saviours  Name. 

5  Oh !  may  we  keep  and  ponder  in  our  mind 
God's  wondrous  love  in  saving  lost  mankind  ; 
Trace  we  the  Babe,  who  hath  retrieved  our  loss, 
From  the  poor  manger  to  the  bitter  cross  ; 
Tread  in  His  steps,  assisted  by  His  grace, 
Till  man's  first  heavenly  state  again  takes  place. 

6  Then  may  we  hope,  the  angelic  hosts  among, 
To  join,  redeemed,  a  glad  triumphant  throng  : 
He  that  was  born  upon  this  joyful  day 
Arouud  us  all  His  glory  shall  display; 
Saved  by  His  love,  incessant  we  shall  sing 
Eternal    praise   to    heaven's   Almighty   King. 

Amen. 


NEW    YEAK. 
Hymn  340.        (239  Anc.  &  M.)  III.  1. 

"So  teach  us  to  number  our  days,  that  we  may  apply  our 
hearts  unto  wisdom." 

I^OB,  Thy  mercy  and  Thy  grace 
_     Constant  through  another  year, 


NEW   YEAR.  125 

Hear  our  song  of  thankfulness  ; 
Jesu,  our  Redeemer,  bear.   - 

2  In  our  weakness  and  distress, 

Rock  of  Strength,  be  Thou  our  Stay, 
In  the  pathless  wilderness 
Be  our  true  and  living  Way. 

3  Who  of  us  death's  awful  road 

In  the  coming  year  shall  tread,    ■, 
With  Thy  rod  and  staff,  0  God, 
Comfort  Thou  his  dying  bed. 

4  Make  us  faithful,  make  us  pure, 

Keep  us  evermore  Thine  own, 
Help  Thy  servants  to  endure, 
Eit  us  for  the  promised  crown. 

5  So  within  Thy  palace  gate 

We  shall  praise,  on  golden  strings, 
Thee,  the  only  Potentate, 

Lord  of  lords,  and  King  of  kings.    Amen. 


Hymn  341.        (240  Anc.  &,  M.)  C.  M. 

"And  now,  Lord,  what  is  my  hope?  truly  my  hope  is  even  in 
Thee." 

THE  year  is  gone,  beyond  recall, 
With  all  its  hopes  a*ad  fears, 
With  all  its  bright  and  gladdening  smiles, 
With  all  its  mourners'  tears. 

2  Thy  thankful  people  praise  Thee,  Lord, 
For  countless  gifts  received, 
11  * 


126  NEW   YEAR. 

And  pray  for  grace  to  keep  the  Faith 
Which  saints  of  old  believed. 

3  To  Thee  we  come,  0  gracious  Lord, 

The  new-born  year  to  bless; 
Defend  our  land  from  pestilence, 
Give  peace  and  plenteousness  ; 

4  Forgive  this  nation's  many  sins, 

The  growth  of  vice  restrain, 
And  help  us  all  with  sin  to  strive, 
And  crowns  of  life  to  gain. 

5  From  evil  deeds  that  stain  the  past, 

We  now  desire  to  flee ; 
And  pray  that  future  years  may  all 
Be  spent,  good  Lord,  for  Thee. 

6  0  Father,  let  thy  watchful  Eye 

Still  look  on  us  in  love, 
That  we  may  praise  Thee,  year  by  year, 
As  angels  do  above. 

7  All  glory  to  the  Father  be, 

All  glorv  to  the  Son, 
All  glory,  Holy  Ghost,  to  Thee, 
While  endless  ages  run.     Amen. 

Hymn  342.         (79  Ch.  &  H.)  P.  M. 

OME,  let  us  anew 
Our  journey  pursue, 
Roll  round  with  the  year, 
And  never  stand  still  till  the  Master  appear ; 


c 


CIRCUMCISION.  127 

His  adorable  will 
Let  us  gladly  fulfil, 
And  our  talents  improve 
By  the  patience  of  hope  and  the  labour  of  love. 

2  Our  life  is  a  dream  ; 
Our  time,  as  a  stream, 
Glides  swiftly  away, 

And  the  fugitive  moment  refuses  to  stay : 

The  arrow  is  flown, 

The  moment  is  gone, 

The  millennial  year 
Rushes  on  to  our  view,  and  eternity's  here. 

3  Oh  !  that  each  in  the  day 
Of  His  coming,  may  say, 

"  I  have  fought  my  way  through, 
I  have  finished  the  work  Thou  didst  give  me 
to  do  !" 

Oh  !  that  each  from  his  Lord 

May  receive  the  glad  word, 

"  Well  and  faithfully  done  ; 
Enter  into  My  joy,  and  sit  down  on  My  throne  I" 


CIRCUMCISION. 
Hymn  343.         (55  Anc.  &  M.)  S.  M. 

"And  when  eight  days  were  accomplished  for  the  circumcising 
of  the  Child,  His  name  was  called  Jesus." 

THE  ancient  law  departs, 
And  all  its  terrors  cease ; 


128  EPIPHANY. 

For  Jesus  makes  with  faithful  hearts 
A  covenant  of  peace. 

2  The  Light  of  Light  divine, 

True  Brightness  undefiled, 
He  bears  for  us  the  shame  of  sin, 
A  Holy  Spotless  Child. 

3  His  Infant  Body  now 

Begins  our  pain  to  feel ; 
Those  precious  drops  of  Blood  that  flow 
For  death  the  victim  seal. 

4  To-day  the  Name  is  Thine 

At  which  we  bend  the  knee ; 
They  call  Thee  Jesus,  Child  Divine! 
Our  Jesus  deign  to  be. 

5  All  praise,  Eternal  Son, 

For  Thy  redeeming  love, 
With  Father,  Spirit,  ever  One, 
In  glorious  might  above.     Amen. 


EPIPHANY. 
Hymn  344.        (58  Anc.  &  M.)  L.  M. 

"  We  have  seen  His  star  in  tbe  east." 

WHAT  star  is  this,  with  beams  so  bright, 
More  beauteous  than  the  noonday  light  ? 
It  shines  to  herald  forth  the  King, 
And  Gentiles  to  His  cradle  bring. 


EPIPHANY.  129 

2  See  now  fulfilled  what  God  decreed, 
"  From  Jacob  shall  a  star  proceed ;" 
And  Eastern  sages  with  amaze 
Upon  the  wondrous  vision  gaze. 

3  The  guiding  star  above  is  bright, 
Within  them  shines  a  clearer  light, 
Which  leads  them  on  with  power  benign 
To  seek  the  Giver  of  the  sign. 

4  True  love  can  brook  no  dull  delay ; 
IN  or  toil  nor  dangers  stop  their  way: 
Home,  kindred,  father-land,  and  all 
They  leave  at  their  Creator's  call. 

5  0  Jesu !  while  the  star  of  grace 
Allures  us  now  to  seek  Thy  Face, 
Let  not  our  slothful  hearts  refuse 
The  guidance  of  that  light  to  use. 

6  All  glory,  Jesu,  be  to  Thee 
For  this  Thy  glad  Epiphany, 
Whom  with  the  Father  we  adore, 

And  Holy  Ghost,  for  evermore.     Amen. 

Hymn  345.         (59  Anc.  &  M.)  III.  3. 

"And  thou,  Bethlehem,  in  the  land  of  Juda,  art  not  the  least 
among  the  Princes  of  Juda;  for  out  of  thee  shall  come  a 
Governor,  that  shall  rule  My  people  Israel." 

EARTH  has  many  a  noble  city ; 
Bethlehem,  thou  dost  all  excel ; 
Out  of  thee  the  Lord  from  heaven 
Came  to  rule  His  Israel. 

2  Fairer  than  the  sun  at  morning 
Was  the  star  that  told  His  birth, 
I 


130  EPIPHANY. 

To  the  world  its  God  announcing 
Seen  in  fleshly  form  on  earth. 

3  Eastern  sages  at  His  cradle 

Make  oblations  rich  and  rare ; 
See  them  give,  in  deep  devotion, 
Gold,  and  frankincense,  and  myrrh, 

4  Sacred  gifts  of  mystic  meaning  : 

Incense  doth  their  God  disclose, 

Gold  the  King  of  kings  proclaimeth, 

Myrrh  His  sepulchre  foreshows. 

5  Jesu,  whom  the  Gentiles  worshipped 

At  Thy  glad  Epiphany, 
Unto  Thee,  with  God  the  Father 
And  the  Spirit,  glory  be.     Amen. 

Hymn  346.        (62  Anc.  &  M.)  C.  M. 

"And  He  went  down  with  them,  and  came  to  Nazareth,  and 
was  subject  unto  them." 

THE  Heavenly  Child  in  stature  grows, 
And,  growing,  learns  to  die; 
And  still  His  early  training  shows 
His  coming  agony. 

2  The  Son  of  God  His  glory  hides 

With  parents  mean  and  poor  ; 
And  He  who  made  the  heavens  abides 
In  dwelling-place  obscure. 

3  Those  mighty  Hands  that  rule  the  sky 

No  earthly  toil  refuse  ; 
The  Maker  of  the  stars  on  high 
An  humble  trade  pursues. 


EPIPHANY.  131 

4  He  whom  the  choirs  of  angels  praise, 

Bearing  each  dread  decree, 
His  earthly  parents  now  obeys, 
In  deep  humility. 

5  For  this  Thy  lowliness  revealed, 

Jesu,  we  Thee  adore ; 
And  praise  to  God  the  Father  yield 
And  Spirit  evermore.     Amen. 


Hymn  347.  (63  Anc.  &  M.)  III.  2. 

'•'  God  be  merciful  unto  us  and  bless  us;  and  show  us  tbe  light 
of  His  countenance." 

GOD  of  mercy,  God  of  grace, 
Show  the  brightness  of  Thy  Face; 
Shine  upon  us,  Saviour,  shine, 
Fill  Thy  Church  with  light  divine ; 
And  Thy  saving  health  extend 
Unto  earth's  remotest  end. 

2  Let  the  people  praise  Thee,  Lord ; 
Let  Thy  love  on  all  be  poured ; 
Let  the  nations  shout  and  sing 
Glory  to  their  Saviour  King ; 

At  Thy  Feet  their  tribute  pay, 
And  Thy  holy  Will  obey. 

3  Let  the  people  praise  Thee,  Lord  ; 
Earth  shall  then  her  fruits  afford; 
God  to  man  His  blessing  give, 
Man  to  God  devoted  live  ; 

All  below,  and  all  above, 

One  in  joy,  and  light,  and  love.     Amen. 


132  EPIPHANY. 

Hymn  318.         (64  Anc.  &  M.)  III.  2. 

"When  they  saw  the  star,  they  rejoiced  with  exceeding 
great  joy." 

AS  with  gladness  men  of  old 
Did  the  guiding  star  behold ; 
As  with  joy  they  hailed  its  light, 
Leading  onward,  beaming  bright ; 
So,  most  gracious  Lord,  may  we 
Evermore  be  led  to  Thee. 

2  As  with  joyful  steps  they  sped 
To  that  lowly  manger-bed  ; 
There  to  bend  the  knee  before 

Him  whom  heaven  and  earth  adore  ; 
So  may  we  with  willing  feet 
Ever  seek  the  mercy-seat. 

3  As  they  offered  gifts  most  rare 
At  that  manger  rude  and  bare  ; 
So  may  we  with  holy  joy, 
Pure  and  free  from  sin's  alloy, 
All  our  costliest  treasures  bring, 
Christ !  to  Thee  our  heavenly  King. 

4  Holy  Jesus,  every  day 
Keep  us  in  the  narrow  way  ; 
And,  when  earthly  things  are  past, 
Bring  our  ransomed  souls  at  last 
Where  they  need  no  star  to  guide, 
Where  no  clouds  Thy  glory  hide. 

5  In  the  heavenly  country  bright 
Need  they  no  created  light; 
Thou  its  Light,  its  Joy,  its  Crown, 
Thou  its  Sun  which  goes  not  down  j 


EPIPHANY.  133 

There  forever  may  we  sing 
Alleluias  to  our  King.     Amen. 

Hymn  349.         (65  Anc.  &.  M.)  L.  M. 

"  Unto  you  which  believe  He  is  precious." 

JESU  !  the  very  thought  is  sweet ! 
In  that  dear  Name  all  heart-joys  meet : 
But  oh  !  than  honey  sweeter  far 
The  glimpses  of  His  Presence  are. 

2  No  word  is  sung  more  sweet  than  this, 
No  sound  is  heard  more  full  of  bliss, 
No  thought  brings  sweeter  comfort  nigh, 
Than  Jesus,  Son  of  God  most  High. 

3  Jesu,  the  hope  of  souls  forlorn, 

How  good  to  them  for  sin  that  mourn! 
To  them  that  seek  Thee,  oh,  how  kind  ! 
But  what  art  Thou  to  them  that  find? 

4  No  tongue  of  mortal  can  express, 
No  pen  can  write  the  blessedness, 
He  only  who  hath  proved  it  knows 
What  bliss  from  love  of  Jesus  flows. 

5  0  Jesu,  King  of  wondrous  might ! 
0  Victor,  glorious  from  the  fight ! 
Sweetness  that  may  cot  be  expressed, 
And  altogether  loveliest ! 

6  Abide  with  us,  0  Lord,  to-day, 
Fulfil  us  with  Thy  grace,  we  pray; 
And  with  Thine  own  true  sweetness  feed 

Our  souls  from  sin  and  darkness  freed.    Amen. 
12 


134  EPIPHANY. 

Hymn  350.  (81  Ch.  &,  H.)  C.  M. 

WE  come  not  with  a  costly  store, 
0  Lord,  like  them  of  old, 
The  masters  of  the  starry  lore, 
From  Ophir's  shore  of  gold  ; 
No  weepings  of  the  incense  tree 
Are  with  the  gifts  we  bring  ; 
No  odorous  myrrh  of  Araby 
Blends  with  our  offering. 

2  But  faith  and  love  may  bring  their  best, 

A  spirit  keenly  tried 
By  fierce  affliction's  fiery  test, 

And  seven  times  purified  ; 
The  fragrant  graces  of  the  mind, 

The  virtues  that  delight 
To  give  their  perfume  out,  will  find 

Acceptance  in  thy  sight. 

Hymn  351.         (82  Ch.  &  H.)  III.  5. 

ON  the  mountain's  top  appearing, 
Lo  !  the  sacred  herald  stands, 
Welcome  news  to  Zion  bearing, 
Zion  long  in  hostile  lands. 
Mourning  captive, 
God  himself  shall  loose  thy  bands. 

2  Has  thy  night  been  long  and  mournful  ? 
Have  thy  friends  unfaithful  prov'd  ? 
Have  thy  foes  been  proud  and  scornful, 
By  thy  sighs  and  tears  unmov'd  ? 

Cease  thy  mourning; 
Zion  still  is  well  belov'd. 


EPIPHANY.  135 

3  God,  thy  God,  will  now  restore  thee  ; 

He  Himself  appears  thy  Friend  ; 
All  thy  foes  shall  flee  before  thee  ; 
Here  their  boasts  and  triumphs  end  ; 

Great  deliverance 
Zion's  King  will  surely  send. 

4  Enemies  no  more  shall  trouble ; 

All  thy  wrongs  shall  be  redress'd  ; 
For  thy  shame  thou  shalt  have  double, 
In  thy  Maker's  favor  blest : 

All  thy  conflicts 
End  in  everlasting  rest. 

Hymn  352.         (83  Ch.  &  H.)  C.  M. 

JO  Y  to  the  world,  the  Lord  is  come ! 
Let-  earth  receive  her  King  ; 
Let  every  heart  prepare  Him  room, 
And  heav'n  and  nature  sing. 

2  Joy  to  the  world,  the  Saviour  reigns, 

Let  men  their  songs  employ  ; 
While    fields,    and    floods,    rocks,   hills    and 
plains 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 

3  No  more  let  sin  and  sorrow  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground  ; 
He  comes  to  make  His  blessings  flow 
Far  as  the  curse  is  found. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace, 

And  makes  the  nations  prove 


136  EPIPHANY. 

The  glories  of  His  righteousness, 
And  wonders  of  His  love. 

Hymn  353.  (84  Ch.  &  H.)  III.  1. 


H 


ARK  !  the  song  of  jubilee  ; 
Loud  as  mighty  thunders  roar, 
Or  the  fulness  of  the  sea, 

When  it  breaks  upon  the  shore  : 
Hallelujah  !  for  the  Lord 

God  omnipotent  shall  reign  ; 
Hallelujah  !  let  the  word 

Echo  round  the  earth  and  main. 

Hallelujah  !  hark  !  the  sound, 

From  the  centre  to  the  skies, 
Wakes  above,  beneath,  around, 

All  creation's  harmonies  : 
See  Jehovah's  banners  fnrl'd  ; 

Sheath'd  His  sword  :   He  speaks,  'tis  done, 
And  the  kingdoms  of  this  world 

Are  the  kingdoms  of  His  Son. 


He  shall  reign  from  pole  to  pole 

With  illimitable  sway ; 
He  shall  reign,   when,  like  a  scroll, 

Yonder  heavens  have  passed  away  : 
Then  the  end  ;  beneath  His  rod, 

Man's  last  enemy  shall  fall ; 
Hallelujah!   Christ' in  God, 

God  in  Christ,  is  all  in  all. 


SEPTUAGESIMA.  137 


SEPTUAGESIMA,  Etc. 
Hymn  354.        (68  Anc.  &  M.)  L.  M. 

"How  shall  we  sing  the  Lord's  song  in  a  strange  land  ?" 

CREATOR  of  the  world,  to  Thee 
An  endless  rest  of  joy  belongs ; 
And  heavenly  choirs  are  ever  free 
To  sing  on  high  their  festal  songs. 

2  But  we  are  fallen  creatures  here, 

Where  pain  and  sorrow  daily  come ; 
And  how  can  we  in  exile  drear 

Sing  out,  as  they,  sweet  songs  of  Home  ? 

3  0  Father,  who  dost  promise  still 

That  they  who  mourn  shall  blessed  be, 
Grant  us  to  weep  for  deeds  of  ill 
That  banish  us  so  long  from  Thee : 

4  But  weeping,  grant  us  faith  to  rest 

In  hope  upon  Thy  loving  care ; 
Till  Thou  restore  us,  with  the  blest, 

Their  songs  of  praise  in  heaven  to  share. 

5  To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  God  whom  heaven  and  earth  adore, 
From  men  and  from  the  angel-host 

Be  praise  and  glory  evermore.     Amen. 
12  * 


138  SEPTUAGESIMA. 

Hymn  355.         (69  Anc.  &,  M.j  L.  M. 

"Behold,  I  create  new  heavens  and  a  new  earth." 

OLORD,  in  perfect  bliss  above 
Thou  couldst  not  need  created  love ; 
And  yet  Thou  didst  Thy  power  display, 
And  earth's  foundations  firmly  lay. 

2  Things  that  were  not,  at  Thy  command, 
In  perfect  form  before  Thee  stand, 
And  all  to  their  Creator  raise 

A  wondrous  harmony  of  praise. 

3  But  even  while  the  world  came  forth 
In  all  the  beauty  of  its  birth, 

In  Thy  deep  thought  Thou  didst  behold 
Another  world  of  nobler  mould. 

4  For  Thou  didst  will  that  Christ  should  frame 
A  new  creation  by  His  Name; 

Its  seed,  the  living  word  of  grace, 
He  scatters  wide  in  every  place; 

5  Its  home,  when  time  shall  be  no  more, 
In  heaven  with  Thee  for  evermore  ; 
Accepted  in  Thy  boundless  love 

To  share  His  throne  and  joy  above. 

6  0  Father,  bless,  for  they  are  Thine, 
0  Son,  direct  in  love  divine, 

0  Holy  Ghost,  with  grace  endue 

The  old  creation  and  the  new.     Amen. 


SEPTU  A  GESIM  A .  139 


Hymn  356.         (70  Anc.  &,  M.)  L.  M. 

"  These  all  died  in  faith,  not  having  received  the  promises,  but 
having  seen  them  afar  off,  and  were  persuaded  of  them,  and 
embraced  them,  and  confessed  that  they  were  strangers  and 
pilgrims  on  the  earth." 

HOW  blest  were  they  who  walked  in  love 
With  Christ,  while  yet  He  dwelt  above  ! 
A  righteous  band,  sustained  by  grace ; 
The  fathers  of  the  faithful  race. 

2  0  who  can  tell  as  should  be  told 
The  praises  of  those  men  of  old, 
Their  patient  faith,  their  longing  sighs 
Of  hope  uplifted  to  the  skies  ? 

3  Strangers  and  pilgrims  here  below, 
They  deemed  the  world  an  empty  show ; 
To  purer  joys  their  hearts  were  given  ; 
The  better  land  they  sought  was  Heaven. 

4  The  soul  that  truly  cleaves  to  God 
Still  longs  to  gain  that  blest  abode : 
O  Christ,  forbid  our  souls  to  roam, 

And  fix  them  on  our  own  true  Home. 

» 

5  All  praise  to  God  the  Father  be  ; 
All  praise,  Eternal  Son,  to  Thee  ; 
Whom  with  the  Spirit  we  adore 
For  ever  and  for  evermore.     Amen. 


140  SEPTUAGESIMA. 


Hymn  357.         (71  Anc.  &,  M.)  C.  M. 

"  The  invisible  things  of  Him  from  the  creation  of  the  world 
are  cleirly  seen,  being  understood  by  the  things  that  are 
made.'' 

THERE  is  a  book,  who  runs  may  read, 
Which  heavenly  truth  imparts, 
And  all  the  lore  its  scholars  need, 
Pure  eyes  and  Christian  hearts. 

2  The  worts  of  God,  above,  below, 

Within  us  and  around, 
Are  pages  in  that  book  to  show 
How  God  Himself  is  found. 

3  The  glorious  sky,  embracing  all, 

Is  like  the  Maker's  love, 
Wherewith  encompassed,  great  and  small 
In  peace  and  order  move. 

4  The  moon  above,  the  church  below, 

A  wondrous  race  they  run  ; 
But  all  their  radiance,  all  their  glow, 
Each  borrows  of  its  Sun. 

» 

5  The  Saviour  lends  the  light  and  heat 

That  crown  His  holy  hill ; 
The  saints,  like  stars,  around  His  seat 
Perform  their  courses  still. 

6  Thou,  who  hast  given  me  eyes  to  see 

And  love  this  sight  so  fair, 
Give  me  a  heart  to  find  out  Thee, 
And  read  Thee  everywhere.     Amen. 


LENT.  141 

Hymn  358.        (72  Anc.  &  M.)  ■    II.  1. 

"Now  abideth  faith,  hope,  charity,  these  three:  but  the  great- 
est of  these  is  charity." 

GREAT  Mover  of  all  hearts,  whose  Hand 
Doth  all  the  secret  springs  command 
Of  human  thought  and  will, 
Thou,  since  the  world  was  made,  dost  bless 
Thy  saints  with  fruits  of  holiness, 
Their  order  to  fulfil. 

2  Faith,  hope,  and  love,  here  weave  one  chain ; 
But  love  alone  shall  then  remain 

When  this  short  day  is  gone  ; 
0  Love,  0  Truth,  0  endless  Light, 
When  shall  we  see  Thy  Sabbath  bright 

With  all  our  labours  done  ? 

3  We  sow  'mid  perils  here  and  tears ; 
There  the  glad  hand  the  harvest  bears, 

Which  here  in  grief  hath  sown: 
Great  Three  in  One,  the  increase  give; 
These  gifts  of  grace,  by  which  we  live, 

With  heavenly  glory  crown.     Amen. 


LENT. 


Hymn  359.  (73  Anc.  &  M.)  C.  M. 

'  Rend  your  heart,  and  not  your  garments,  and  turn  unto  the 
Lord  your  God." 

ONCE  more  the  solemn  season  calls 
A  holy  fast  to  keep ; 
And  now  within  the  temple  walls 
Both  priest  and  people  weep. 


142  LENT. 

2  But  vain  all  outward  sign  of  grief, 

And  vain  the  form  of  prayer, 
Unless  the  heart  implore  relief, 
And  peuitence  be  there. 

3  We  smite  the  breast,  we  weep,  in  vain, 

In  vain  in  ashes  mourn, 
Unless  with  penitential  pain 
The  smitten  soul  be  torn. 

4  In  sorrow  true  then  let  us  pray 

To  our  offended  God, 
From  us  to  turn  His  wrath  away 
And  stay  the  uplifted  rod. 

5  0  God,  our  Judge  and  Father,  deign 

To  spare  the  bruised  reed ; 
TTe  pray  for  time  to  turn  again, 
For  grace  to  turn  indeed. 

•       6  Blest  Three  in  One,  to  Thee  we  bow, 
Vouchsafe  us,  in  Thy  love, 
To  gather  from  these  fasts  below 
Immortal  fruit  above.     Amen. 

Hymn  360.         (75  Anc.  &  m.)  L.  M. 

"0  deliver  us,  and  be  merciful  unto  our  sins,  for  Thy  Xame's 
sake." 

0  MERCIFUL  Creator,  hear; 
To  us  in  pity  bow  Thine  ear  : 
Accept  the  tearful  prayer  we  raise 
In  this  our  fast  of  forty  days. 

2  Each  heart  is  manifest  to  Thee  ; 
Thou  knowest  our  infirmity  ; 
Repentant  now  we  seek  Thy  Face; 
Impart  to  us  Thy  pardoning  grace. 


LENT.  143 

3  Our  sins  are  manifold  and  sore, 

Bat  spare  Thou  them  who  sin  deplore ; 
And  for  Thine  own  Name's  sake  make  whole 
The  fainting  and  the  weary  soul. 

4  Grant  us  to  mortify  each  sense 
By  means  of  outward  abstineuce, 
That  so  from  every  stain  of  sin 
The  soul  may  keep  her  fast  within. 

5  Blest  Three  in  One,  and  One  in  Three, 
Almighty  God,  we  pray  to  Thee, 

That  Thou  wouldst  now  vouchsafe  to  bless 
Our  fast  with  fruits  of  righteousness.  Amen. 

Hymn  361.  (77  Anc.  &  M.)  II.  1. 

"  In  due  season  we  shall  reap,  if  we  faint  not." 

OTHOU  who  dost  to  man  accord 
His  highest  prize,  his  best  reward  ; 
Thou  Hope  of  all  our  race  ; 
Jesu,  to  Thee  we  now  draw  near, 
Our  earnest  supplications  hear, 
Who  humbly  seek  Thy  Face. 

2  With  self- accusing  voice  within, 
Our  conscience  tells  of  many  a  sin 

In  thought  and  word  and  deed  : 
0  cleanse  that  conscience  from  all  stain, 
The  penitent  restore  again, 

From  every  burthen  freed. 

3  If  Thou  reject  us,  who  shall  give 
Our  fainting  spirits  strength  to  live  ? 

'Tis  Thine  alone  to  spare  ; 
With  cleansed  hearts  to  pray  aright 


144  LENT. 

And  find  acceptance  in  Thy  sight, 
Be  this  our  lowly  prayer. 

4  'Tis  Thou  hast  blessed  this  solemn  fast; 
So  may  its  days  by  us  be  passed 

In  self-control  severe, 
That  when  our  Easter  morn  we  hail, 
Its  mystic  feast  we  may  not  fail 

To  keep  with  conscience  clear. 

5  0  Blessed  Trinity,  bestow 

Thy  pardoning  grace  on  us  below, 

And  shield  us  evermore  ; 
Until,  within  Thy  courts  above, 
We  see  Thy  Face,  and  sing  Thy  love, 

And  with  Thy  saints  adore.     Amen. 

Hymn  3G2.         (78  Anc.  &  M.)  III.  1. 

'And  Jesus  was  led  by  the  Spirit  into  the  wilderness,  being 
forty  days  tempted  of  the  Devil.  And  in  those  days  He  did 
eat  nothing." 

FORTY  days  and  forty  nights 
Thou  wast  fasting  in  the  wild  ; 
Forty  days  and  forty  nights 
Tempted,  and  yet  undefiled. 

2  Sunbeams  scorching  all  the  day; 

Chilly  dew-drops  nightly  shed  ; 
Prowling  beasts  about  Thy  way  ; 
Stones  Thy  pillow;  earth  Thy  bed. 

3  Shall  not  we  Thy  sorrow  share, 

And  from  earthly  joys  abstain, 
Fasting  with  unceasing  prayer, 
Glad  with  Thee  to  suffer  pain? 


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4  And  if  Satan,  vexing  sore, 

Flesh  or  spirit  should  assail, 
Thou,  his  Vanquisher  before, 
Grant  we  may  not  faint  or  fail. 

5  So  shall  we  have  peace  divine ; 

Holier  gladness  ours  shall  be  ; 
Round  us,  too,  shall  angels  shine, 
Such  as  ministered  to  Thee. 

6  Keep,  0  keep  us,  Saviour  dear, 

Ever  constant  by  Thy  side  ; 
That  with  Ttfiee  we  may  appear 
At  th'  eternal  Eastertide.     Amen. 

Hymn  363.         (79  Anc.  &  M.)  C.  M. 

"A  broken  and  contrite  heart,  0  God,  Thou  wilt  not  despise. 

LORD,  when  we  bend  before  Thy  throne, 
And  our  confessions  pour, 
Teach  us  to  feel  the  sins  we  own, 
And  hate  what  we  deplore. 

2  Our  broken  spirit  pitying  see  ; 

True  penitence  impart ; 
Then  let  a  kindling  glance  from  Thee 
Beam  hope  upon  the  heart. 

3  When  we  disclose  our  wants  in  prayer, 

May  we  our  wills  resign ; 
And  not  a  thought  our  bosoms  share, 
Which  is  not  wholly  Thine. 

4  May  faith  each  weak  petition  fill, 

And  waft  it  to  the  skies, 
And  teach  our  hearts  'tis  goodness  still 
That  grants  it  or  denies. 
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146  LENT. 

5  All  glory  to  the  Father  be, 
All  glory  to  the  Son, 
All  glory,  Holy  Ghost,  to  Thee, 
While  endless  ages  run.     Amen. 

Hymn  364.         (80  Anc.  &  M.)  C.  M. 

'Enter  not  into  judgment  with  Thy  servant,  0  Lord;  for  in 
Thy  sight  shall  no  man  living  be  justified." 

0LORD,  turn  not  Thy  face  from  me, 
Who  lie  in  woeful  state, 
Lamenting  all  my  sinfuljife 
Before  Thy  mercy-gate  ; 

2  A  gate  that  opens  wide  to  those 

That  do  lament  their  sin ; 
Shut  not  that  gate  against  me,  Lord, 
But  let  me  enter  in. 

3  And  call  me  not  to  strict  account 

How  I  have  sojourned  here  ; 
For  then  my  guilty  conscience  knows 
How  vile  I  shall  appear. 

4  Mercy,  Good  Lord,  mercy  I  ask ; 

This  is  my  humble  prayer; 
For  mercy,  Lord,  is  all  my  suit, 
0  let  Thy  mercy  spare. 

5  To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  God  whom  we  adore, 
Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now, 

And  shall  be  evermore.     Amen. 


LENT.  147 

Hymn  365.        (82  Anc.  &,  IKI.)  P.  M. 

"  My  soul  fleeth  unto  the  Lord." 

LORD,  in  this  Thy  mercy's  day, 
Ere  it  pass  for  aye  away, 
On  our  knees  we  fall  and  pray. 

2  Holy  Jesu,  grant  us  tears, 

Fill  us  with  heart-searching  fears 
Ere  that  awful  doom  appears. 

3  Lord,  on  us  Thy  Spirit  pour, 
Kneeling  lowly  at  the  door 
Ere  it  close  for  evermore. 

4  By  Thy  night  of  agony, 
By  Thy  supplicating  cry, 
By  Thy  willingness  to  die, 

5  By  Thy  tears  of  bitter  woe 
For  Jerusalem  below, 

Let  us  not  Thy  love  forego. 

6  Grant  us  'neath  Thy  wings  a  place, 
Lest  we  lose  this  day  of  grace 

Ere  we  shall  behold  Thy  face.     Amen. 

Hymn  366.         (85  Ch.  &  H.)  C.  M. 

OSAYIOUR,  leave  us  not  alone 
To  wrestle  with  our  sin, 
But  aid  us  in  these  holy  hours 
Of  solemn  discipline. 

2  Let  not  the  Tempter  tempt  us,  Lord, 
Beyond  our  strength  to  bear, 


148  LENT. 

Though  in  the  desert  of  our  woe 
He  wildly  prompts  despair. 

3  Let  not  our  humble  confidence 

Be  from  Thy  promise  stirr'd, 
Nor  clouds  of  dark  distrust  spring  up 
Between  us  and  Thy  word. 

4  Nor  let  us  yet  be  lifted  up 

By  him,  the  Prince  of  air, 
To  scale  presumption's  dizzy  height,     ' 
And  left  to  perish  there : 

5  Nor,  on  the  Temple's  pinnacle, 

In  our  self-righteous  pride, 
Be  set  forsaken  of  Thine  aid, 
For  demons  to  deride. 

6  And  oh  !  when  pleasure,  power,  and  pomp 

Around  our  vision  swim, 
And  through  the  soft  enchanting  mist 
He  bids  us  worship  Him ; 

T  Assist  us  from  the  reeling  sense 
The  serpent's  spell  to  break, 
And  tread  the  arch-apostate  down, 
Redeemer,  for  Thy  sake. 

Hymn  367.  (87  Ch.  &  H.)  L.  M. 

RETURN,  my  roving  heart !  return, 
i  And  chase  these  shadowy  forms  no  more  •, 
Now  seek  in   solitude,  to  mourn, 
And  thy  forsaken  God  implore. 

2  0  thou  great  God  !  whose  piercing  eye 
Distinctly  marks  each  deep  recess  j 


LENT.  149 

In  these  sequester'd  hours  draw  nigh, 
And  with  Thy  presence  fill  ihe  place. 

3  Through  all  the  windings  of  my  heart, 

My  search  let  heavenly  wisdom  guide, 
And  still  its  radiant  beams  impart, 
Till  all  be  cleans'd  and  purified. 

4  Oh  !  with  the  visits  of  Thy  love,- 

Youchsafe  my  inmost  soul  to  cheer ; 
Till  every  grace  shall  join  to  prove 
That  God  has  fix'd  His  dwelling  here. 


Hymn  368.         (94  Ch.  &  H.)  C.  M. 

OHELP  us,  Lord,  each  hour  of  need 
Thy  heavenly  succour  give  ; 
Help  us  in  thought,  and  word  and  deed, 
Each  hour  on  earth  we  live. 

2  0  help  us  when  our  spirits  bleed 

With  contrite  anguish  sore ; 
And  when  our  hearts  are  cold  indeed, 
0  help  us,  Lord,  the  more. 

3  0  help  us,  through  the  pray'r  of  faith, 

More  firmly  to  believe, 
For  still  the  more  the  servant  hath, 
The  more  shall  he  receive. 


4  0  help  us,  Saviour,  from  on  high, 
We  know  no  help  but  Thee ; 
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150  LENT. 

0  help  us  so  to  live  and  die, 
As  Thine  in  heaven  to  be. 

Hymn  369.         (95  Ch.  &  H.)  III.  5. 

JESUS,  Lord,  we  kneel  before  Thee, 
Bend  from  Heaven  Thy  gracious  ear, 
While  our  waiting  souls  adore  Thee, 
Friend  of  helpless  sinners  hear ! 
By  Thy  mercy, 
Oh  deliver  us,  good  Lord  ! 

2  Taught  by  Thine  unerring  spirit, 

Boldly  we  draw  nigh  to  God, 
Only  in  Thy  spotless  merit, 

Only  through  Thy  precious  Blood : 
By  Thy  mercy, 
Oh  deliver  us,  good  Lord  ! 

3  From  the  depths  of  nature's  blindness, 

From  the  hardening  power  of  sin, 
From  all  malice  and  unkindness, 

From  the  pride  that  lurks  within, 
By  Thy  mercy, 
Oh  deliver  us,  good  Lord  ! 

4  When  temptation  sorely  presses, 

In  the  day  of  Satan's  power, 
In  our  times  of  deep  distresses, 

In  each  dark  and  trying  hour, 
By  Thy  mercy, 
Oh  deliver  us,  good  Lord ! 

5  In  the  weary  night  of  sickness, 

In  the  throes  of  grief  aud  pain, 


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When  we  feel  our  mortal  weakness, 
When  the  creature's  help  is-  vain, 
By  Thy  mercy, 
Oh  deliver  us,  good  Lord ! 

6  In  the  solemn  hour  of  dying, 

In  the  awful  judgment  day, 
May  our  souls  on  Thee  relying 

Find  Thee  still  our  Hope  and  Stay  ! 
By  Thy  mercy, 
Oh  deliver  us,  good  Lord  ! 

7  Jesus,  may  Thy  promised  blessing 

Comfort  to  our  souls  afford ; 
May  we  now  Thy  love  possessing 

Find  at  last  the  great  reward  ; 
By  Thy  mercy 
Oh  deliver  us,  good  Lord  I 


THE   SUNDAY   NEXT  BEFORE 
EASTER. 

Hymn  370.         (86  Anc.  &  M.)  II.  6. 

'  Out  of  the  mouth  of  babes  and  sucklings  Thou  hast  perfected 
praise." 

ALL  glory,  laud,  and  honour 
To  Thee,  Redeemer,  King ! 
To  whom  the  lips  of  children 
Made  sweet  Hosannas  ring. 

2  Thou  art  the  King  of  Israel, 
Thou  David's  Royal  Son, 


152      SUNDAY   NEXT   BEFORE   EASTER. 

Who  in  the  Lord's  Name  comest, 
The  King  and  Blessed  One. 
All  glory,  etc. 

3  The  company  of  Angels 

Are  praising  Thee  on  high, 
And  mortal  men,  and  all  things 
Created,  make  reply. 

All  glory,  etc. 

4  The  people  of  the  Hebrews 

With  palms  before  Thee  went, 
Our  praise  and  prayer  and  anthems 
Before  Thee  we  present. 
All  glory,  etc. 

5  To  Thee  before  Thy  Passion 

They  sang  their  hymns  of  praise, 
To  Thee  now  high  exalted 
Our  melody  we  raise. 

All  glory,  etc. 

6  Thou  didst  accept  their  praises; 

Accept  the  prayers  we  bring, 
Who  in  all  good  delightest, 
Thou  good  and  gracious  King. 

All  glory,  etc.     Amen. 

Hymn  371.  (87  Anc.  &  M.)  L.  M. 

"And  the  multitudes  that  went  before,  and  that  followed,  cried, 
saying,  Hosanna  to  the  Son  of  David." 

RIDE  on !  ride  on  in  majesty  ! 
Hark!  all  the  tribes  Hosanna  cry; 
O  Saviour  meek,  pursue  Thy  road 
With  palms  and  scattered  garments  strowed. 


PASSION   WEEK.  153 

2  Ride  on !  ride  on  in  majesty ! 
In  lowly  pomp,  ride  on  to  die  : 

0  Christ,  Thy  triumphs  now  begin 
O'er  captive  death  and  conquered  sin. 

3  Ride  on !  ride  on  in  majesty ! 
The  angel  armies  of  the  sky 

Look  down  with  sad  and  wondering  eyes 
To  see  the  approaching  Sacrifice. 

4  Ride  on!  ride  on  in  majesty! 
The  last  and  fiercest  strife  is  nigh : 
The  Father  on  His  sapphire  Throne 
Awaits  His  own  anointed  Son. 

5  Ride  on  !  ride  on  in  majesty  ! 
In  lowly  pomp,  ride  on  to  die ; 

Bow  Thy  meek  Head  to  mortal  pain, 
Then  take,  0  God,  Thy  power,  and  reign 

Amen. 


PASSION  WEEK  AND  GOOD 
FRIDAY. 

Hymn  372.         (84  Anc.  &  M.)  L.  M. 

"God  forbid  that  I  should  glory,  save  in  the  Cross  of  our 
Lord  Jesus  Christ." 

THE  Royal  Banners  forward  go, 
The  Cross  shines  forth  in  mystic  glow ; 
Where  He  in  flesh,  our  flesh  who  made, 
Our  sentence  bore,  our  ransom  paid. 


154  PASSION   WEEK. 

2  There  whilst  He  hung,  His  sacred  Side 
By  soldier's  spear  was  opened  wide, 
To  cleanse  us  in  the  precious  flood 
OfWater  mingled  with  His  Blood. 

3  Fulfilled  is  now  what  David  told 
In  true  prophetic  song  of  old, 

How  God  the  heathen's  King  should  be; 
For  God  is  reigning  from  the  tree. 

4  O  tree  of  glory,  tree  most  fair, 
Ordained  those  Holy  Limbs  to  bear, 
How  bright  in  purple  robe  it  stood, 
The  purple  of  a  Saviour's  Blood  1 

5  Upon  its  arms,  like  balance  true, 

He  weighed  the  price  for  sinners  due, 
The  price  which  none  but  He  could  pay, 
And  spoiled  the  spoiler  of  his  prey. 

6  To  Thee,  Eternal  Three  in  One, 
Let  homage  meet  by  all  be  done ; 
As  by  the  Cross  Thou  dost  restore, 

So  rule  and  guide  us  evermore.     Amen. 

Hymn  373.  (85  Anc.  &,  M.)  L.  M. 

"  God  forbid  that  I  should  glory,  save  in  the  Cross  of  our 
Lord  Jesus  Christ." 

TTTE  sing  the  praise  of  Him  who  died, 
\  V    Of  Him  who  died  upon  the  Cross  ; 
The  sinner's  hope  let  men  deride, 
For  this  we  count  the  world  but  loss. 

2  Inscribed  upon  the  Cross  we  see 
In  shining  letters,  "  God  is  Love," 


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He  bears  our  sins  upon  the  tree, 
He  brings  us  mercy  from  above. 

3  The  Cross!  it  takes  our  guilt  away, 

It  holds  the  fainting  spirit  up; 

It  cheers  with  hope  the  gloomy  day, 

And  sweetens  every  bitter  cup. 

4  It  makes  the  coward  spirit  brave, 

And  nerves  the  fee~ble  arm  for  fight ; 
It  takes  its  terror  from  the  grave, 
And  gilds  the  bed  of  death  with  light. 

5  The  balm  of  life,  the  cure  of  woe, 

The  measure  and  the  pledge  of  love, 
The  sinner's  refuge  here  below, 
The  angels'  theme  in  heaven  above. 

6  To  Christ,  who  won  for  sinners  grace 

By  bitter  grief  and  anguish  sore, 
Be  praise  from  all  the  ransomed  race, 
For  ever  and  for  evermore.     Amen. 


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Hymn  374.         (89  Anc.  &  M.)  III.  2. 

"And  being  in  an  agony,  He  prayed  more  earnestly." 

ION'S  Daughter,  weep  no  more, 
Though  thy  troubled  heart  be  sore ; 
He  of  whom  the  Psalmist  sung, 
He  who  woke  the  Prophet's  tongue, 
Christ,  the  Mediator  blest, 
Brings  thee  everlasting  rest. 

2  In  a  garden  man  became 

Heir  of  sin,  and  death,  and  shame ; 


156  PASSION   WEEK. 

Jesus  in  a  garden  wins 
Life,  and  pardon  for  our  sins ; 
Through  His  hour  of  agony 
Praying  in  Gethseinane. 

3  There  for  us  He  intercedes  ; 
There  with  God  the  Father  pleads; 
Willing  there  for  us  to  drain 

To  the  dregs  the  cup  of  pain, 

That  in  everlasting  Day 

He  may  wipe  our  tears  away. 

4  Therefore  to  His  Name  be  given 
Glory  both  in  earth  and  heaven ; 
To  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
And  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Honour,  praise,  and  glory  be, 
Now  and  through  eternity.     Amen. 

Hymn  375.         (90  Anc.  &,  M.)  III.  4. 

"  Thou  wast  slain,  and  hast  redeemed  us  to  God  by  Thy 
Blood." 

HE,  who  once  in  righteous  vengeance 
Whelmed  the  world  beneath  the  flood, 
Once  again  in  mercy  cleansed  it 

With  His  own  most  precious  Blood; 
Coming  from  His  Throne  on  high 
On  the  painful  Cross  to  die. 

2  0  the  wisdom  of  th'  Eternal! 
O  the  depth  of  love  divine  ! 
O  the  sweetness  of  that  mercy 

Which  in  Jesus  Christ  did  shine! 
We  were  sinners  doomed  to  die  ; 
Jesus  paid  the  penalty. 


PASSION    WEEK.  157 

3  When  before  the  Judge  we  tremble, 

Conscious  of  His  broken  laws, 
May  the  Blood  of  His  atonement 

Cry  aloud,  and  plead  our  cause, 
Bid  our  guilty  terrors  cease, 
Be  our  pardon  and  our  peace. 

4  Prince  and  Author  of  Salvation, 

Lord  of  Majesty  supreme, 
Jesu,  praise  to  Thee  be  given 

By  the  world  Thou  didst  redeem: 
Glory  to  the  Father  be, 
And  the  Spirit  One  with  Thee.     Amen. 

Hymn  376.        (92  Anc.  &,  M.)  P.  M. 

"  The  precious  Blood  of  Christ." 

GLORY  be  to  Jesus, 
Who,  in  bitter  pains, 
Poured  for  me  the  life-blood 
From  His  sacred  veins ! 

2  Grace  and  "life  eternal 

In  that  Blood  I  find. 
Blest  be  His  compassion 
Infinitely  kind. 

3  Blest  through  endless  ages 

Be  the  precious  stream 
Which  from  endless  torment^ 
Did  the  world  redeem  ! 

4  Abel's  blood  for  vengeance 

Pleaded  to  the  skies  ; 
But  the  Blood  of  Jesus 
For  our  pardon  cries. 
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158  PASSION   WEEK. 

5  Oft  as  it  is  sprinkled 

On  our  guilty  hearts, 
Satan  in  confusion 
Terror-struck  departs ; 

6  Oft  as  earth  exulting 

Wafts  its  praise  on  high, 
Angel-hosts  rejoicing 
Make  their  glad  reply. 

7  Lift  ye  then  your  voices  ; 

Swell  the  mighty  flood ; 
Louder  still  and  louder 

Praise  the  precious  Blood.     Amen. 

Hymn  377.        (93  Anc.  &  M.)  II.  7. 

"Behold  the  Man." 

0  SINNER,  lift  the  eye  of  faith, 
To  true  repentance  turning ; 
Bethink  thee  of  the  curse  of  sin, 

Its  awful  guilt  discerning; 
Upon  the  Crucified  One  look, 
And  thou  shalt  read,  as  in  a  book, 
What  well  is  worth  thy  learning. 

2  Look  on  His  Head,  that  bleeding  Head, 

With  crown  of  thorns  surrounded ; 
Look  on  His  sacred  Hands  and  Feet, 

Which  piercing  nails  have  wounded; 
See  every  Limb  with  scourges  rent  : 
On  Him,  the  Just,  the  Innocent, 

What  malice  hath  abounded! 

3  'Tis  not  alone  those  Limbs  are  racked, 

But  friends,  too,  are  forsaking ; 


PASSION   WEEK.  159 

And  more  than  all,  for  thankless  man 

That  tender  Heart  is  aching  ; 
Oh,  fearful  was  the  pain  and  scorn 
By  Jesus,  Son  of  Mary,  borne, 

Their  peace  for  sinners  making. 

4  None  ever  knew  such  pain  before, 

Such  infinite  affliction  ; 
None  ever  felt  a  grief  like  His 

In  that  dread  crucifixion : 
For  us  He  bare  those  bitter  throes, 
For  us  those  agonizing  woes 

In  oft-renewed  affliction. 

5  0  sinner,  mark  and  ponder  well 

Sin's  awful  condemnation  ; 
Think  what  a  sacrifice  it  cost 

To  purchase  thy  salvation. 
Had  Jesus  never  bled  and  died, 
Then  what  could  thee  and  all  betide 

But  uttermost  damnation  ? 

6  Lord,  give  us  grace  to  flee  from  sin, 

And  Satan's  wiles  ensnaring, 
And  from  those  everlasting  flames 

For  evil  ones  preparing. 
Jesu,  we  thank  Thee,  and  entreat 
To  rest  forever  at  Thy  feet, 

Thy  heavenly  glory  sharing.     Amen. 


Hymn  378.        (95  Anc.  &  M.)  C.  M, 

"  Unto  you  therefore  which  believe  He  is  precious." 

SWEET  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing, 
Which  before  the  Cross  I  spend, 


160  PASSION    WEEK. 

Life,  and  health,  and  peace  possessing 
From  the  sinner's  dying  Friend. 

2  Here  I  rest  forever  viewing 

Mercy  poured  in  streams  of  Blood; 
Precious  drops,  my  soul  bedewing, 
Plead  and  claim  my  peace  with  God. 

3  Truly  blessed  is  the  station, 

Low  before  His  Cross  to  lie, 
Whilst  I  see  divine  compassion 
Beaming  in  His  languid  Eye. 

4  Lord,  in  ceaseless  contemplation 

Fix  my  thankful  heart  on  Thee, 
Till  I  taste  Thy  full  salvation, 
And  Thine  unveiled  glory  see.     Amen 

Hymn  379.         (97  Anc.  &.  M.)  II.  6. 

'  Who  loved  me,  and  gave  Himself  for  me." 

SACRED  Head,  surrounded 
By  crown  of  piercing  thorn ! 

0  bleeding  Head,  so  wounded, 
Reviled,  and  put  to  scorn  1 

Death's  pallid  hue  comes  o'er  Thee, 

The  glow  of  life  decays, 
Yet  angel-hosts  adore  Thee, 

And  tremble  as  they  gaze. 

1  see  Thy  strength  and  vigour 
All  fading  in  the  strife, 

And  death  with  cruel  rigour 

Bereaving  Thee  of  life ; 
0  agony  and  dying  ! 

0  love  to  sinners  free ! 


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PASSION    WEEK.  161 

Jesu,  all  grace  supplying, 
0  turn  Thy  Face  on  me. 

3  In  this  Thy  bitter  passion, 

Good  Shepherd,  think  of  me 
With  Thy  most  sweet  compassion, 

Unworthy  though  I  be : 
Beneath  thy  Cross  abiding, 

Forever  would  I  rest, 
In  Thy  dear  love  confiding, 

And  with  Thy  presence  blest.     Amen. 

Hymn  380.        (99  Anc.  &,  M.)  III.  1. 

'Is  it  nothing  to  you,  all  ye  that  pass  by?     Behold,  and  see 
if  there  be  any  sorrow  like  unto  My  sorrow." 

QEE  the  destined  day  arise  ! 
J5  See  a  willing  Sacrifice, 
Jesus,  to  redeem  our  loss, 
Hangs  upon  the  shameful  Cross ! 

2  Jesu,  who  but  Thou  had  borne, 
Lifted  on  that  tree  of  scorn, 
Every  pang  and  bitter  throe, 
Finishing  Thy  life  of  woe  ? 

3  Who  but  Thou  had  dared  to  drain 
Steeped  in  gall  the  cup  of  pain, 
And  with  tender  body  bear 

Thorns,  and  nails,  and  piercing  spear  ? 

4  Thence  the  cleansing  Water  flowed, 
Mingled  from  Thy  Side  with  Blood ; 
Sign  to  all  attesting  eyes 

Of  the  finished  Sacrifice. 
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162  PASSION   WEEK. 

5  Holy  Jesu,  grant  us  grace 
In  that  Sacrifice  to  place 
All  our  trust  for  life  renewed, 
Pardoned  sin  and  promised  good.     Amen. 

Hymn  381.        (ioo  Anc.  &,  M.)  L.  M. 

"  They  crucified  Him." 

OCOME  and  mourn  with  me  awhile: 
0  come  ye  to  the  Saviour's  side ; 
0  come,  together  let  us  mourn  ; 
Jesus,  our  Lord,  is  crucified. 

2  Have  we  no  tears  to  shed  for  Him, 

While  soldiers  scoff  and  Jews  deride  ? 
Ah  1  look  how  patiently  He  hangs; 
Jesus,  our  Lord,  is  crucified. 

3  How  fast  His  Hands  and  Feet  are  nailed ; 

His  throat  with  parching  thirst  is  dried; 
His  failing  Eyes  are  dimmed  with  Blood; 
Jesus,  our  Lord,  is  crucified. 

4  Seven  times  He  spake,  seven  words  of  love: 

And  all  three  hours  His  silence  cried 
For  mercy  on  the  souls  of  men  ; 
Jesus,  our  Lord,  is  crucified. 

5  Come,  let  us  stand  beneath  the  Cross; 

So  may  the  Blood  from  out  His  Side 
Fall  gently  on  us  drop  by  drop; 
Jesus,  our  Lord,  is  crucified. 

6  A  broken  heart,  a  fount  of  tears, 

Ask,  and  they  will  not  be  denied  ; 
Lord  Jesus,  may  we  love  and  weep, 
Since  Thou  for  us  art  crucified.     Amen. 


PASSION    WEEK.  163 

Hymn  382.        (102  Anc.  &  M .)  C  M. 

"  Christ  also  suffered  for  us,  leaving  us  an  example  that  ye 
should  follow  His  steps." 

ANGELS,  lament;  behold  your  God 
Man's  sinful  likeness  wears ; 
Behold,  upon  the  accursed  tree 
Man's  sins  the  Saviour  bears. 

2       0  Christ,  with  wondering  minds  we  see 
What  mighty  love  was  Thine  ; 
Did  God  consent  to  suffer  thus, 
And,  oh,  shall  man  repine? 

3  No,  Saviour,  no !  the  power  of  death 

Thy  Cross  hath  overcome, 
To  save  us,  not  from  earthly  woe, 
But  from  th'  eternal  doom. 

4  The  flesh  may  shrink,  but  we  submit, 

Whate'er  our  Cross  may  be, 
So  Thou  by  grace  enable  us 
To  bear  it  after  Thee. 

5  Thy  stripes  have  healed  us,  and  Thy  Blood 

Our  guilty  stains  effaced  ; 
Then  may  Thy  Name  by  sin  of  ours 
Be  never  more  disgraced.     Ajnen. 

Hymn  383.         (105  Anc.  &  M.)  III.  2. 

"And  when  Joseph  had  taken  the  Body,  he  wrapped  it  in  a 
clean  linen  cloth,  and  laid  it  in  his  own  new  tomb,  which  he 
had  hewn  out  of  the  rock.  .  .  .  And  there  was  Mary  Mag- 
dalene, and  the  other  Mary,  sitting  over  against  the  sepul- 
chre." 

RESTING  from  His  work  to-day 
In  the  tomb  the  Saviour  lay ; 


164  PASSION    WEEK. 

Still  He  slept,  from  Head  to  Feet 
Shrouded  in  the  winding-sheet, 
Lying  in  the  rock  alone, 
Hidden  by  the  sealed  stone. 

2  Late  at  even  there  was  seen 
Watching  long  the  Magdalene; 
Early,  ere  the  break  of  day, 
Sorrowful  she  took  her  way 
To  the  holy  garden  glade 
Where  her  buried  Lord  was  laid. 

3  So  with  Thee,  till  life  shall  end, 
I  would  solemn  vigil  spend ; 

Let  me  hew  Thee,  Lord,  a  shrine 
In  this  rocky  heart  of  mine, 
Where  in  pure  embalmed  cell 
None  but  Thou  may  ever  dwell. 

4  Myrrh  and  spices  will  I  bring, 
True  affection's  offering-; 

Close  the  door  from  sight  and  sound 
Of  the  busy  world  around  ; 
And  in  patient  watch  remain 
Will  my  Lord  appear  again.     Amen. 


Hymn  384."        (152  Anc.  &  M.)  P.  M. 

"I,  if  I  be  lifted  up  from  the  earth,  will  draw  all  men 
unto  Me." 

J'ESTT,  meek  and  lowly, 
Saviour,  pure  and  holy, 
On  Thy  love  relying, 
Hear  me  humbly  crying. 


PASSION    WEEK.  165 

2  Prince  of  life  and  power, 
My  salvation's  Tower,  - 
On  the  Cross  I  view  Thee, 
Calling  sinners  to  Thee. 

3  There  behold  me  gazing 
At  the  sight  amazing  ; 
Bending  low  before  Thee, 
Helpless  I  adore  Thee. 

4  By  Thy  red  wounds  streaming, 
With  Thy  life-blood  gleaming, 
Blood  for  sinners  flowing, 
Pardon  free  bestowing ; 

5  By  that  fount  of  blessing 
Thy  dear  love  expressing, 
All  my  aching  sadness 
Turn  Thou  into  gladness. 

ft  Lord,  in  mercy  guide  me, 
Be  Thou  e'er  beside  me  ; 
In  Thy  ways  direct  me, 
'Neath  Thy  wings  protect  me.    Amen. 


Hymn  385.         (98  Ch.  &  H.)  III.  3. 

GBEAT   High -priest,    we   view   Thee 
stooping, 
With  our  names  upon  Thy  breast ; 
In  the  garden  groaning,  drooping, 
To  the  ground  in  horrors  prest. 


166  PASSION    WEEK. 

2  Angels  see  with  sad  amazement, 

Their  Creator  suffer  thus; 
Oh,  be  ours  deep  heart-abasement ; 
Lord,  we  know  'twas  done  for  us. 

3  Now  into  that  garden  lead  us, 

There  to  see  Thy  bloody  sweat, 
Tho'  Thou  from  the  curse  hast  freed  us, 
We  the  cost  may  ne'er  forget. 

4  Be  Thine  agonies  rehearsed 

By  the  Spirit  in  our  ears, 
Till  beholding  whom  we  pierced, 
Melt  our  hearts  in  grateful  tears. 

5  On  the  cross  Thy  body  broken 

Cancell'd  every  legal  charge  ; 
Pleading  this  availing  token, 
Guilty  souls  are  set  at  large. 

6  Lord,  we  fain  would  trust  Thee  solely, 

'Twas  for  us  Thy  blood  was  spilt; 
Suffering  Saviour,  take  us  wholly, 
Take  and  make  us  what  Thou  wilt. 

Hymn  386.         (99  Ch.  &  H.)  P.  M. 

BEHOLD  the  Lamb  ! 
0  Thou  for  sinners  slain, 
Let  it  not  be  in  vain 

That  Thou  hast  died; 
Thee  for  my  Saviour  let  me  take, 
Thee,  Thee  alone  my  refuge  make, 
Thy  pierced  side. 


PASSION    WEEK.  167 

2  Behold  the  Lamb  ! 
Archangels — fold  your  wings; 
Seraphs  —  hush  all  the  strings 

Of  million  lyres  : 
The  Yictim,  veil'd  on  earth,  in  love 
Unveil'd  —  enthroned  —  adored  above, 

All  heaven  admires ! 

3  Behold  the  Lamb! 
All  hail,  Eternal  Word ! 
Thou  universal  Lord, 

Purge  out  our  leaven : 
Clothe  us  with  godliness  and  good, 
Feed  us  with  Thy  celestial  food, 

Manna  from  heaven  I 

4  Behold  the  Lamb  ! 
Saints,  who,  in  blissful  rest 
Wait  to  be  fully  blest ; 

Oh  !  Lord  —  how  long  ! 
Thou  church  on  earth,  o'erwhelmed  with  fears, 
Still  in  this  vale  of  woe  and  tears, 

Swell  the  full  song. 

5  Behold  the  Lamb  ! 
Worthy  is  He  alone, 
To  sit  upon  the  throne 

Of  God  above  ! 
One  with  the  Ancient  of  all  days, 
One  with  the  Paraclete  in  praise, 

All  Light — all  Love! 


168  PASSIOX   WEEK. 

Hymn  387.         (100  Ch.  &,  H.)  II.  1. 

OLAMB  of  God,  for  sinners  slain, 
I  plead  with  Thee  ;   my  suit  to  gain, 
I  plead  what  Thou  hast  done  : 
Didst  Thou  not  die  the  death  for  me  ? 
Jesus,  remember  Calvary, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

2  Receive  the  purchase  of  Thy  blood, 
My  Friend  and  Advocate  with  God, 

My   Ransom  and  my  Peace  : 
My  Surety  !   Thou  my  debt  hast  paid, 
For  all  my  sins  atonement  made, 

The  Lord  my  Righteousness. 

3  0  let  Thy  Spirit  shed  abroad 
The  love  of  my  redeeming  God, 

In  this  cold  heart  of  mine  : 
O  might  He  now  descend,  and  rest 
Forever  in  this  troubled  breast, 

And  keep  me  ever  Thine. 

Hymn  388.         (102  Ch.  &,  H.)  C.  M. 

FORTH  flames  the  standard  of  our  King, 
Bright  gleams  the  mystic  Bign, 
When  life  bore  death  of  suffering, 
And  death  wrought  life  divine. 

2  The  stabs  of  the  accursed  spear, 

Brought  forth  the  healing  flood, 
To  cleanse  sin's  stains  so  dark  and  drear, 
With  water  and  with  blood. 

3  Fulfilled  is  each  prophetic  word, 

Each  faith-inspiring  strain, 


PASSION   WEEK.  169 

Telling  the  nations  of  that  Lord, 
Who  by  the  Cross  should  reign. 

4  Hail,  Cross  of  Christ!  man's  only  hope; 
While  now  we  gaze  and  pray, 
Dear  Lord,  th'  exhaustless  fountains  ope, 
And  wash  our  sins  away. 

Hymn  389.  (104  Ch.  &  H.)  P.  M. 

HIS  trial  o'er,  and  now  beneath 
His  own  cross  meekly  bending, 
Jesus,  the  fatal  hill  of  death 
Is  wearily  ascending. 

2  And  now,  His  hands  and  feet  pierc'd  through, 

Upon  the  cross  they  raise  Him, 
Where  even  now,  in  distant  view, 
The  eye  of  faith  surveys  Him. 

3  0,  wondrous  love,  which  God  most  High, 

Tow'rds  man  was  pleas'd  to  cherish  ! 
His  sinless  Son  He  gave  to  die, 
That  sinners  might  not  perish. 

4  Our  sins'  pollution  to  remove 

^is  blood  was  ask'd  and  given  : 
So  mighty  was  the  Saviour's  love, 
So  vast  the  price  of  Heaven. 

5  Yes !   'tis  the  cross  that  breaks  the  rod, 

And  chain  of  condemnation, 
And  makes  a  league  'twixt  man  and  God, 
For  our  complete  salvation. 

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170  PASSIOX    WEEK. 

6  0  !  praise  the  Father,  praise  the  Son, 
The  Lamb  for  sinners  given, 
And  Holy  Ghost,  thro'  whom  alone 
Our  hearts  are  rais'd  to  Heaven. 


Hymn  390.         (106  Ch.  &  H.)  C.  M. 

0  HALLOWED  Head  !  compell'd  to  bow 
Beneath  unnumber'd  scorn-, 
0,  dear,  dishonor'd.  glorious  brow 

Now  rent  by  cruel  thorns  ; 
Eves  where  the  light  of  Heaven  did  reign 

Can  ye  grow  glaz'd  and  dim? 
0  death  —  by  Him  for  others  slain  — 
Can'st  thou  have  power  o'er  Him? 

2  Love's  mystery  o'er  the  scene  doth  hang, 

Love  must  unfold  it  still, 
Who  could  inflict  on  Him  a  pang, 

Without  His  own  blest  will  ? 
He,  whom  the  slumbering  dead  have  heard, 

Whose  voice  the  winds  could  tame, 
Could  crush  His  murderers  with  a  word, 

If  such  had  been  His  aim. 

3  Yea,  Lord  of  lords  and  King  of  kings, 

Life,   light,   and  joy  to  me  ; 
My  soul  thro'  doubt  and  darkness  clings, 

With  trembling  faith  to  Thee. 
Lo,  Death  and  Hell  with  all  their  host 

Quail  now  before  their  Lord, 
And  more  than  was  in  Adam  lost, 

I  see  in  Christ  restor'd. 


PASSION    WEEK.  171 


Hymn  391.         (109  Ch.  &,  H.)  .  III.  2. 

HEARTS  of  stone,  relent,  relent, 
Break,  by  Jesus'  cross  subdu'd; 
See  his  body  mangled,  rent, 

Covered  with  His  flowingsblood ; 
Sinful  soul,  what  hast  thou  done  ? 
Crucified  th'  incarnate  Son  ! 

2  Yes,  our  sins  have  done  the  deed,' 

Driven  the  nails  that  fix'd  Him  here ; 
Crown'd  with  thorns  His  sacred  head, 

Pierc'd  Him  with  the  soldier's  spear  : 
Made  His  soul  a  sacrifice, 
For  a  sinful  world  He  dies. 

3  Will  you  let  Him  die  in  vain, 

Nor  receive  the  proffer'd  good  ; 
Crucify  the  Lord  again, 

Trample  on  His  precious  blood  ? 
No,  with  all  my  sins  I'll  part ; 
Saviour,  take  my  broken  heart. 

Hymn  392.  (no  Ch.  &,  H.)  P.  M. 

BOUND  upon  th'  accursed  tree, 
Faint  and  bleeding,  who  is  He  ? 
By  the  eyes  so  pale  and  dim, 
Streaming  blood  and  writhing  limb, 
By  the  flesh  with  scourges  torn, 
By  the  crown  of  twisted  thorn, 
By  the  side  so  deeply  pierc'd, 
By  the  baffled,  burning  thirst, 
By  the  drooping,  death-dewed  brow, 
Son  of  man,  'tis  Thou  !  'tis  Thou  ! 


172  PASSION    WEEK. 

2  Bound  upon  th'  accursed  tree, 
Dread  and   woful,   who  is   lie? 
By  the  sun  at  noonday  pair, 
Shivering  rocks  and  rending  veil, 
By  the  earth  enwrapt  in  gloom, 
By  the  saints  who  burst  their  tomb, 
By  the  promise  ere  lie  died, 
To  the  felon  at  His  side  ; 
Lord  !  our  suppliant  knees  we  bow! 
Son  of  God!  'tis  Thou!  'tis  Thou! 


3  Bound  upon  th'  accursed  tree, 
Faint  and  dying,   who  is  He? 
By  the  last  and  bitter  cry, 
Of  the  dying  agony  ; 
By  the  lifeless  body  laid 
In  the  chambers  of  the  dead ; 
By  the  mourners  bowed  to  weep, 
Where  the  bones  of  Jesus  sleep  ; 
Crucified,  we  know  Thee  now, 
Son  of  man  1  'tis  Thou  !  'tis  Thou  ! 


Bound  upon  th'  accursed  tree, 
Dread  and  awfnl,  who  is  He  ? 
By  the  prayer  for  them  that  slew, 
11  Lord  !  they  know  not  what  they  do 
By  the  spoil'd  and  empty  grave, 
By  the  souls  He  died  to  save, 
By  the  conquest   He   hath  won, 
By  the  saints  before   His  throne, 
By  the  rainbow  round    His  brow, 
Son  of  God  !  'tis  Thou  !  'tis  Thou  ! 


EASTER   EVEN.  173 

Hymn  393.         (112  Ch.  &,  H.)  III.  2. 

ONCE  the  angel  started  back, 
When  he  saw  the  blood-stain'd  door, 
Pausing  on  his  vengeful  track, 
And  the  dwelling  passing  o'er. 
Once  the  sea  from  Israel  fled, 
Ere  it  roll'd  o'er  Egypt's  dead. 

2  Now  our  Passover  is  come, 

Dimly  shadow'd  in  time  past, 
And  the  very  Paschal  Lamb, 

Christ  the  Lord  is  slain  at  last. 

Then  with  hearts  and  hands  made  meet, 
Our  unleaven'd  bread  we'll  eat. 

3  Blessed  Yictim  sent  from  Heaven, 

Whom  all  angel  hosts  obey, 
To  whose  will  all. earth  is  given, 
At  whose  word  hell  shrinks  away, 

Thou  hast  conquer'd  death's  dread  strife, 
Thou  hast  brought  us  light  and  life. 


EASTEE    EVEN. 

Hymn  394.         (113  Ch.  &  H.)  III.  1. 

PAIN  and  toil  are  over  now ; 
Bring  the  spice  and  bring  the  myrrh, 
Fold  the  limb  and  bind  the  brow, 
In  the  rich  man's  sepulchre. 
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174  EASTER. 

2  Sin  has  bruised  the  Victor's  heel ; 

Roll  the  stone  and  guard  it  well, 
Bring  the  Roman's  boasted  seal, 
Bring  his  boldest  sentinel. 

3  Yet  the  morning's  purple  ray 

Shall  present  a  glorious  sight, 
Stone  by  earthquake  roll'd  away, 
Angel  guards  all  robed  in  white. 


EASTER. 


Hymn  395.         (114  Ch.  &  H.)  III.  2. 

HE  is  risen,  He  is  risen ! 
Tell  it  with  a  joyful  voice, 
He  has  burst  His  three  days'  prison, 
Let  the  whole  wide  earth  rejoice  ; 
Death  is  vanquish'd,  man  is  free, 
Christ  has  won  the  victory. 

2  Tell  it  to  the  sinners,  weeping 

Over  deeds  in  darkness  done, 
Weary  fast  and  vigil  keeping, 

Brightly  breaks  their  Easter  sun  ; 
Christ  has  borne  our  sins  away, 
Christ  has  conquer'd  hell  to-day. 

3  He  is  risen,  He  is  risen  1 

He  has  oped  the  eternal  gate  ; 
We  are  loos'd  from  sin's  dark  prison, 

Risen  to  a  holier  state, 
Where  a  brightening  Easter  beam 
On  our  longing  eye  shall  stream. 


EASTER.  175 

Hymn  396.         (118  Ch.  &  H.)  HI.  1. 

ANGELS,  roll  the  rock  away  ! 
Death,  yield  up  the  mighty  prey  1 
See,  the  Saviour  quits  the  tomb, 
Glowing  with  immortal  bloom. 

Alleluia,  Alleluia, 
Christ  the  Lord  is  risen  to-day. 

2  Shout,  ye  seraphs ;  angels,  raise 
Your  eternal  song  of  praise  ; 
Let  the  earth's  remotest  bound 
Echo  to  the  blissful  sound. 

Alleluia,  Alleluia, 
Christ  the  Lord  is  risen  to-day. 

3  Holy   Father,   Holy  Son, 
Holy  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Glory  as  of  old  to  Thee, 
Now  and  evermore  shall  be. 

Alleluia,  Alleluia, 
Christ  the  Lord  is  risen  to-day. 


Hymn  397.  (119  Ch.  &  H.)  III.  1. 

MARY  to  the  Saviour's  tomb, 
Hasted  at  the  early  dawn, 
Spice  she  brought,  and  sweet  perfume, 
But  the  Lord  she  lov'd  had  gone. 
There  awhile  she  lingering  stood, 

Lost  in  anguish  and  dismay, 
Tears  she  wept  —  a  bitter  flood  — 
Asking  where  her  Saviour  lay. 


176  EASTER. 

2  Soon  her  sorrow  all  was  gone, 

When  she  heard  His  own  dear  voice 
Call  her,  "  Mary."— Oh  !  that  tone, 

How  it  bade  her  heart  rejoice  I 
Such  a  change  His  word  can  make, 

Turning  darkness  into  day. 
Ye  who  weep  for  Jesus'  sake, 

He  will  wipe  your  tears  away. 


Hymn  398.        (120  Ch.  &  H.)  TIL  5. 

COME,  ye  saints,  draw  nigh  and  wonder, 
See  the  place  where  Jesus  lay  ! 
He  has  burst  His  bands  asunder, 
He  has  borne  our  sins  away ; 

Joyful  tidings  ! 
Yes,  the  Lord  is  ris'n  to-day  ! 


2  Jesus  triumphs  ;   sing  ye  praises  ! 
By  His  death  He  overcame  ; 
Thus  the  Lord  His  glory  raises ; 
Thus  He  fills  His  foes  with  shame ; 

Sing  ye  praises  ! 
Praises  to  the  victor's  name  ! 


Jesus  triumphs :  countless  legions 

Come  from  Heaven  to  meet  their  King  ; 

Soon  in  yonder  blessed  regions 
We  shall  join  His  praise  to  sing ; 

Songs  eternal 
Shall  thro'  Heaven's  high  arches  ring. 


EASTER.  177 

Hymn  399.         (122  Ch.  &  H.)  S.  M. 

^  G  rpHE  Lord  is  risen  indeed  ;  M 

J_    The  grave  hath  lost  its  prey ; 
With  Him  shall  rise  the  ransom'd  seed, 
To  reign  in  endless  day. 

2  "  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed ; " 

He  lives,  to  die  no  more  ; 
He  lives  His  people's  cause  to  plead, 
Whose  curse  and  shame  He  bore. 

3  "  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed ;  " 

Attending  angels,  hear; 
Up  to  the  courts  of  heaven,  with  speed, 
The  joyous  tidings  bear. 

4  Then  take  your  golden  lyres, 

And  strike  each  living  chord  : 
Join  all  the  bright,  celestial  choirs, 
To  sing  our  risen  Lord. 


Hymn  400.         (123  Ch.  &,  H.)  P.  M. 

LIFT  your  glad  voices  in  triumph  on  high, 
For  Jesus  hath  risen,  that  man  may  not  die. 
Tain  were  the  terrors  that  gather'd  around  Him, 
And   short   the  dominion   of  death   and  the 
grave  ; 
He  burst  from  the  fetters  of  darkness  that  bound 
Him, 
Resplendent  in  glory  to  live  and  to  save. 
Loud  was  the  chorus  of  angels  on  high  — 
"The   Saviour  hath  risen,   and  man   shall  not 
die." 

M 


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EASTER. 


2  Glory  to  God,  in  full  anthems  of  joy : 

The  being  He  gave  us,  death  cannot  destroy; 
Sad  were  the  life  we  must  part  with  to-morrow, 
If  tears  were  our  birthright,  and  death  were 
our  eud  ; 
But  Jesus  hath  cheer'd  the  dark  valley  of  sor- 
row, 
And  bade  us,  immortal,  to  heaven  ascend. 
Lift  your  glad  voices  in  triumph  on  high, 
Jesus  hath  risen,  and  man  shall  not  die. 

Hymn  401.         (124  Ch.  &  H.)  L.  M. 

NOW  at  the  Lamb's  high  royal  feast 
In  robes  of  saintly  white  we  sing-, 
Through  the  Red  Sea  "in  safety  brought 
By  Jesus,  our  immortal  King. 

2  0  ciepth  of  love  !  for  us  He  drinks 

The  chalice  of  His  agony ; 
For  us,  a  Victim  on  the  Cross, 
He  meekly  lays  Him  down  to  die. 

3  And  as  th'  avenging  Angel  pass'd 

Of  old  the  blood-besprinkled  door; 
As  the  cleft  sea  a  passage  gave, 

Then  clos'd  to  whelm  th'  Egyptians  o'er; 

4  So  Christ,  our  Paschal   Sacrifice, 

Has  brought  us  safe  all  perils  through, 
While  for  unleaven'd  bread,  we  need 
But  heart  sincere  and  purpose  true. 


EASTER.  179 

5  Hail,  purest  Victim  Heav'n  could  find, 

The  powers  of  Hell  to  overthrow  ! 
Who  didst  the  chains  of  Death  destroy, 
Who  dost  the  prize  of  Life  bestow. 

6  Hail,  victor  Christ !  hail,  risen  King  1 

To  Thee  alone  belongs  the  crown  ; 
Who  hast  the  heavenly  gates  unbarr'd, 

And  dragg'd  the  Prince  of  darkness  down. 

7  0  Jesus !  from  the  death  of  sin 

Keep  us,  we  pray ;  so  shalt  Thou  be 
The  everlasting  Paschal  joy 

Of  all  the  souls  new-born  in  Thee. 

Hymn  402.  (106  Anc.  &,  M.)  C.  M. 

"0  death,  where  is  thy  sting?  0  grave,  where  is  thy  victory  ?" 

YE  choirs  of  new  Jerusalem, 
Your  sweetest  notes  employ, 
The  Paschal  victory  to  hymn 
In  strains  of  holy  joy. 

2  For  Judah's  Lion  bursts  His  chains, 

Crushing  the  serpent's  head; 
And  cries  aloud  through  death's  domains 
To  wake  the  imprisoned  dead. 

3  Devouring  depths  of  hell  their  prey 

At  His  command  restore ; 
His  ransomed  hosts  pursue  their  way 
Where  Jesus  goes  before. 

4  Triumphant  in  His  glory  now, 

To  Him  all  power  is  given ; 
To  Him  in  one  communion  bow 
All  saints  in  earth  and  heaven. 


180  EASTER. 

5  While  we,  His  soldiers,  praise  our  King, 

His  mercy  we  implore 
Within  His  palace  bright  to  bring 
And  keep  us  evermore. 

6  All  glory  to  the  Father  be  ; 

All  glory  to  the  Son ; 
All  glory,  Holy  Ghost,  to  Thee, 
While  endless  ages  run. 

Alleluia !     Amen. 

Hymn  403.         (109  Anc.  &  M.)  L.  M. 

"The  Lord  is*  King,  and  hath  put  on  glorious  apparel." 

LIGHT'S  glittering  morn  bedecks  the  sky, 
Heaven  thunders  forth  its  victor-cry, 
The  glad  earth  shouts  her  triumph  high, 
And  groaning  hell  makes  wild  reply ; 

2  While  He,  the  King,  the  mighty  King, 
Despoiling  death  of  all  its  sting, 

And  trampling  down  the  powers  of  night, 
Brings  forth  His  ransomed  saints  to  light. 

3  His  tomb  of  late  the  threefold  guard 

Of  watch  and  stone  and  seal  had  barred ; 
But  now,  in  pomp  and  triumph  high, 
He  comes  from  death  to  victory. 

4  The  pains  of  hell  are  loosed  at  last; 
The  days  of  mourning  now  are  past ; 
An  Angel  robed  in  light  hath  said, 
"The  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead." 


EASTER.  181 

PAET  II. 

THE  Apostles'  hearts  were  full  of  pain 
For  their  dear  Lord  so  lately  slain, 
By  rebel  servants  doomed  to  die 
A  death  of  cruel  agony. 

2  With  gentle  voice  the  Angel  gave 
The  women  tidings  at  the  grave  ; 

"  Fear  not,  your  Master  shall  ye  see, 
He  goes  before  to  Galilee." 

3  Then  hastening  on  their  eager  way 
The  joyful  tidings  to  convey, 

Their  Lord  they  met,  their  living  Lord, 
And  falling  at  His  Feet  adored. 

4  Th'  Eleven,  when  they  hear,  with  speed 
To  Galilee  forthwith  proceed, 

That  there  once  more  they  may  behold 
The  Lord's  dear  Face,  as  He  foretold. 

PAET  III. 

THAT  Easter-tide  with  joy  was  bright; 
The  sun  shone  out  with  fairer  light, 
When,  to  their  longing  eyes  restored, 
The  Apostles  saw  their  risen  Lord. 

2  He  bade  them  see  His  Hands,  His  Side, 
Where  yet  the  glorious  Wounds  abide ; 
0  tokens  true,  which  made  it  plain 
Their  Lord  indeed  was  risen  again. 

3  Jesu,  the  King  of  Gentleness, 

Do  Thou  Thyself  oar  hearts  possess, 
That  we  may  give  Thee  all  our  days 
The  tribute  of  our  grateful  praise. 
16 


182  EASTER. 

The  following  may  be  sung  at  the  end  of  each  Part. 

O  Lord  of  all,  with  us  abide 
In  this  our  joyful  Easter-tide ; 
From  every  weapon  death  can  wield 
Thine  own  redeemed  forever  shield. 

All  praise  be  Thine,  0  risen  Lord, 
From  death  to  endless  life  restored: 
All  praise  to  God  the  Father  be, 
And  Holy  Ghost,  eternally.     Amen. 

Hymn  404.         (no  Anc.  &  M.)  III.  1. 

u  Worthy  is  the  Lamb  that  was  slain,  to  receive  power,  and 
riches,  ami  wisdom,  and  strength,  and  honour,  and  glory, 
and  blessing." 

CHRIST  the  Lord  is  risen  to-day ; 
Christians,  haste  your  vows  to  pay; 
Offer  ye  your  praises  meet 
At  the  Paschal  Victim's  feet. 
For  the  sheep  the  Lamb  hath  bled, 
Sinless  in  the  sinner's  stead  ; 
"  Christ  is  risen,"  to-day  we  cry; 
Now  He  lives,  no  more  to  die. 

2  Christ,  the  Victim  undented, 
Man  to  God  hath  reconciled; 
Whilst  in  strange  and  awful  strife 
Met  together  Death  and  Life. 
Christians,  on  this  happy  day 
Haste  with  joy  your  vows  to  pay ; 
"Christ  is  risen,"  to-day  we  cry  ; 
Now  He  lives,  no  more  to  die. 


EASTER.  183 

3  Christ,  who  once  for  sinners  bled, 
Now  the  first-born  from  the  dead, 
Throned  in  endless  might  and  power 
Lives  and  reigns  for  evermore. 
Hail,  Eternal  Hope  on  high  ! 
Hail,  Thou  King  of  victory ! 
Hail,  Thou  Prince  of  life  adored  ! 
Help  and  save  us,  gracious  Lord.     Amen. 

Hymn  405.         (in  Anc.  &  M.)  L.  M. 

1  Christ  our  Passover  is  sacrificed  for  us ;  therefore  let  us  keep 
the  feast." 

THE  Lamb's  high  banquet  called  to  share, 
Arrayed  in  garments  white  and  fair, 
Our  Red  Sea  past,  we  fain  would  sing 
To  Jesus  our  triumphant  King. 

2  Upon  the  altar  of  the  Cross 

His  Body  hath  redeemed  our  loss; 
And,  tasting  of  His  crimson  Blood, 
Our  life  is  hid  with  Him  in  God. 

3  Protected  in  the  Paschal  night 
From  the  destroying  angel's  might, 
In  triumph  went  the  ransomed  free 
From  Pharaoh's  cruel  tyranny. 

4  Now  Christ  our  Passover  is  slain, 
The  Lamb  of  God  without  a  stain  ; 
His  Flesh,  the  true  unleavened  Bread, 
Is  freely  offered  in  our  stead. 

5  O  all-sufficient  Sacrifice! 
Beneath  Thee  hell  defeated  lies  : 
Thy  captive  people  are  set  free, 
And  crowns  of  life  restored  by  Thee. 


184  EASTER. 

6  We  hymn  Thee  rising  from  the  grave, 
From  death  returning,  strong  to  save ; 
Thine  own  Right  Hand  the  tyrant  chains, 
And  Paradise  for  man  regains. 

7  All  praise  be  Thine,  0  risen  Lord, 
From  death  to  endless  life  restored  ; 
All  praise  to  God  the  Father  be, 
And  Holy  Ghost,  eternally.     Amen. 


Hymn  406.         (I!2  Anc.  &,  M.)  III.  1. 

"Alleluia!  for  the  Lord  God  Omnipotent  reigneth." 

CHRIST  the  Lord  is  risen  again  ; 
Christ  hath  broken  every  chain  ; 
Hark,  angelic  voices  cry, 
Singing  evermore  on  high, 

Alleluia  1 

2  He,  who  gave  for  us  His  life, 
Who  for  us  endured  the  strife, 
Is  our  Paschal  Lamb  to-day ; 
We  too  sing  for  joy,  and  say 

Alleluia ! 

*  3  He,  who  bore  all  pain  and  loss 
Comfortless  upon  the  Cross, 
Lives  in  glory  now  on  high, 
Pleads  for  us  and  hears  our  cry ; 

Alleluia  1 

4  He,  who  slumbered  in  the  grave, 
Is  exalted  now  to  save  ; 
Now  through  Christendom  it  rings 
That  the  Lamb  is  King  of  kings. 
Alleluia  I 


EASTER.  185 


Now  He  bids  us  tell  abroad 
How  the  lost  may  be  restored, 
How  the  penitent  forgiven, 
How  we  too  may  enter  heaven. 
Alleluia ! 


Thou,  our  Paschal  Lamb  indeed, 
Christ,  Thy  ransomed  people  feed: 
Take  our  sins  and  guilt  away, 
Let  us  sing  by  night  and  day 

Alleluia !     Amen. 


Hymn  407.         (113  Anc.  &  M.)  III.  1. 

"  Sing  ye  to  the  Lord :  for  He  hath  triumphed  gloriously." 

AT  the  Lamb's  high  feast  we  sing 
Praise  to  our  victorious  King, 
Who  hath  washed  us  in  the  tide 
Flowing  from  His  pierced  Side : 
Praise  we  Him,  whose  love  divine 
Gives  His  Sacred  Blood  for  wine, 
Gives  His  Body  for  the  feast, 
Christ  the  Victim,  Christ  the  Priest. 


2  Where  the  Paschal  blood  is  poured,  s 
*  Death's  dark  angel  sheathes  his  sword ; 

Israel's  hosts  triumphant  go 

Through  the  wave  that  drowns  the  foe. 

Praise  we  Christ,  whose  blood  was  shed, 

Paschal  Victim,  Paschal  Bread; 

With  sincerity  and  love 

Eat  we  manna  from  above. 
16  * 


186  EASTER. 

3  Mighty  Victim  from  the  sky, 

Hell's  fierce  powers  beneath  Thee  lie ; 
Thou  hast  conquered  in  the  fight, 
Thou  hast  brought  us  life  and  light ; 
Now  no  more  can  death  appall, 
Now  no  more  the  grave  enthrall; 
Thou  hast  opened  paradise, 
And  in  Thee  Thy  saints  shall  rise. 

4  Easter  triumph,  Easter  joy, 
Sin  alone  can  this  destroy ; 
From  sin's  power  do  Thou  set  free 
Souls  new-born,  O  Lord,  in  Thee. 
Hymus  of  glory  and  of  praise, 
Risen  Lord,  to  Thee  we  raise  ; 
Holy  Father,  praise  to  Thee 
With  the  Spirit  ever  be.     Amen. 

Hymn  408.         (114  Anc.  &  M.)  P-  M- 

••  0  sing  unto  the  Lord  a  new  song :  for  He  hath  done  mar- 
vellous things." 

ALLELUIA! ALLELUIA! ALLELUIA! 

THE  strife  is  o'er,  the  battle  done ; 
The  triumph  of  the  Lord  is  won ; 
O  let  the  song  of  praise  be  sung. 

Alleluia ! 

2  The  powers  of  death  have  done  their  worst, 
And  Jesus  hath  His  foes  dispersed  ; 

Let  shouts  of  praise  and  joy  outburst. 

Alleluia ! 

3  On  that  third  morn  He  rose  again 
In  glorious  majesty  to  reign; 

0  let  us  swell  the  joyful  strain. 

Alleluia  ! 


EASTER.  187 

4  He  closed  the  yawning  gates  of  hell ; 
The  bars  from  heaven's  high  portals  fell ; 
Let  songs  of  joy  His  triumphs  tell. 

Alleluia  i 

5  Lord,  by  the  stripes  which  wounded  Thee, 
From  death's  dread  sting  Thy  servants  free, 
That  we  may  live,  and  sing  to  Thee. 

Alleluia !    Amen. 

Hymn  409.         (116  Anc.  &  M.)  II.  1. 

"The  First-begotten  of  the  dead." 

COME  see  the  place  where  Jesus  lay, 
And  hear  angelic  watchers  say, 
"  He  lives,  who  once  was  slain  : 
Why  seek  the  living  'midst  the  dead? 
Remember  how  the  Saviour  said 
That  he  would  rise  again." 

2  0  joyful  sound !  0  glorious  hour  ! 
When  by  His  own  Almighty  power 

He  rose,  and  left  the  grave  ; 
Now  let  our  songs  His  triumph  tell, 
Who  burst  the  bands  of  death  and  hell, 

And  ever  lives  to  save. 

3  The  First-begotten  of  the  dead, 
For  us  He  rose,  our  glorious  Head, 

Immortal  life  to  bring  ; 
What  though  the  saints  like  Him  shall  die, 
They  share  their  Leader's  victory, 

And  triumph-  with  their  King. 

4  No  more  they  tremble  at  the  grave, 
For  Jesus  will  their  spirits  save, 


188  EASTER. 

And  raise  their  slumbering  dust: 
0  risen  Lord,  in  Thee  we  live, 
To  Thee  our  ransomed  souls  we  give, 

To  Thee  our  bodies  trust.    Amen. 

Hymn  410.        (||7  Anc.  &,  M.)  P.  M. 

"I  am  He  that  liveth,  and  was  dead;  and  behold,  I  am  alive 
for  evermore,  Amen;  and  have  the  keys  of  hell  and  of 
death." 

JESUS  lives  !  no  longer  now 
Can  thy  terrors,  Death,  appall  us  ; 
Jesus  lives !  by  this  we  know 

Thou,  0  Grave,  canst  not  enthrall  us. 

Alleluia ! 

2  Jesus  lives  !  henceforth  is  death 
But  the  gate  of  life  immortal ; 
This  shall  calm  our  trembling  breath, 
When  we  pass  its  gloomy  portal. 

Alleluia ! 

2  Jesus  lives  !  for  us  He  died  ; 
Then,  alone  to  Jesus  living, 
Pure  in  heart  may  we  abide, 
Glory  to  our  Saviour  giving. 

Alleluia ! 

4  Jesus  lives  !  our  hearts  know  well 

Naught  from  us  His  love  shall  sever, 
Life,  nor  death,  nor  powers  of  hell 
Tear  us  from  His  keeping  ever. 

Alleluia! 

5  Jesus  lives !  to  Him  the  Throne 

Over  all  the  world  is  given: 


EASTER.  189 

May  we  go  where  He  is  gone, 

Rest  and  reign  with  Him  in  heaven. 

Alleluia  1    Amen. 

Hymn  411.  (118  Anc.  &  M.)  L.  M. 

"When  thou  liest  down,  thou  shalt  not  he  afraid;  yea,  thou 
shalt  lie  down,  and  thy  sleep  shall  be  sweet." 

JESTJ,  the  world's  redeeming  Lord, 
The  Father's  co  eternal  Word, 
Of  Light  invisible  true  Light, 
Thine  Israel's  keeper  day  and  night ; 

2  Our  great  Creator  and  our  Guide, 
Who  times  and  seasons  dost  divide, 
Refresh  at  night  with  quiet  rest 
Our  limbs  by  daily  toil  oppressed. 

3  That  while  in  weary  house  of  clay 
A  little  longer  here  we  stay, 

Our  flesh  in  Thee  may  sweetly  sleep, 
Our  souls  with  Thee  their  vigils  keep. 

4  We  pray  Thee,  while  we  dwell  below, 
Preserve  us  from  our  ghostly  foe  ; 
Nor  let  his  wiles  victorious  be 

O'er  them  that  are  redeemed  by  Thee. 

5  O  Lord  of  all,  with  us  abide 
In  this  our  joyful  Easter-tide  ; 
From  every  weapon  death  can  wield 
Thine  own  redeemed  forever  shield. 

6  All  praise  be  Thine,  0  risen  Lord, 

^       From  death  to  endless  life  restored: 
All  praise  to  God  the  Father  be, 
And  Holy  Ghost,  eternally.     Amen. 


190  HOGATIOX    DAYS. 


ROGATION    DAYS. 
Hymn  412.         (119  Anc.  &,  M.)  C.  M. 

"The  eyes  of  all  wait  upon  Thee,  0  Lord,  and  Thou  givest 
them  their  meat  in  due  season." 

LORD,  in  Thy  Name  Thy  servants  plead, 
And  Thou  hast  sworn  to  hear ; 
Thine  is  the  harvest,  Thine  the  seed, 
The  fresh  and  fading  year. 

2  Our  hope  when  autumn  winds  blew  wild, 

We  trusted,  Lord,  with  Thee ; 
And  still,  now  spring  has  on  us  smiled, 
We  wait  on  Thy  decree. 

3  The  former  and  the  latter  rain, 

The  summer  sun  and  air, 
The  green  ear  and  the  golden  grain, 
All  Thine,  are  ours  by  prayer. 

4  Thine  too  by  right,  and  ours  by  grace, 

The  wondrous  growth  unseen, 
The  hopes  that  soothe,  the  fears  that  brace, 
The  love  that  shines  serene. 

5  So  grant  the  precious  things  brought  forth 

By  sun  and  moon  below, 
That  Thee  in  Thy  new  heaven  and  earth 
We  never  may  forego. 

6  To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  God  whom  we  adore, 
Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now, 
And  shall  be  evermore.    Amen. 


ROGATIOX   DAYS.  191 

Hymn  413.         (120  Anc.  &  M.)  P.  M. 

"Ask,  and  it  shall  be  given  you." 

GOD  the  Father,  from  Thy  Throne, 
Hear  us,  we  beseech  Thee ; 
God  the  co-eternal  Son, 

Hear  us,  we  beseech  Thee  ; 
God  the  Spirit,  mighty  Lord, 
Hear  us,  we  beseech  Thee ; 
Three  in  One,  by  all  adored, 
Hear  us,  we  beseech  Thee. 

2  Jesu  !  Jesu ! 

By  Thy  wondrous  Incarnation, 
By  Thy  Birth  for  our  salvation, 

We  beseech  Thee,  we  beseech  Thee, 
From  every  ill  defend  us, 
Thy  grace  and  mercy  send  us. 

3  Jesu!  Jesu! 

By  Thy  fasting  and  temptation, 
By  Thy  nights  of  supplication, 

We  beseech'  Thee,  we  beseech  Thee, 
From  every  ill,  etc. 

4  Jesu!  Jesu! 

By  Thy  works  of  sweet  compassion, 
By  Thy  cross  and  bitter  passion, 

We  beseech  Thee,  we  beseech  Thee, 
From  every  ill,  etc. 

5  Jesu !  Jesu ! 

By  Thy  Blood  for  sinners  flowing, 
By  Thy  death  true  life  bestowing, 

We  beseech  Thee,  we  beseech  Thee, 
From  every  ill,  etc. 


192  KOGATION  DAYS. 

6  Jesu  !  Jesu ! 

By  Thy  glorious  Resurrection, 
Earnest  of  our  own  perfection, 

We  beseech  Thee,  we  beseech  Thee, 
From  every  ill,  etc. 

7  Jesu !  Jesu  ! 

To  the  Father's  Throne  ascended, 
All  Thy  pain  and  sorrows  ended, 

We  beseech  Thee,  we  beseech  Thee, 
From  every  ill,  etc. 

8  Jesu  !  Jesu ! 
Advocate  for  sinners  pleading, 
With  the  Father  interceding, 

Wre  beseech  Thee,  we  beseech  Thee, 
From  every  ill  defend  us, 
Thy  grace  and  mercy  send  us.     Amen. 


ASCENSION. 
Hymn  414.         (122  Anc.  &,  M.)  L.  M. 

"All  power  is  given  unto  Me  in  heaven  and  in  earth." 

OLORD  most  High,  Eternal  King, 
By  Thee  redeemed,  Thy  praise  we  sing; 
The  bonds  of  death  are  burst  by  Thee, 
And  Grace  has  won  the  victory. 

2  Ascending  to  the  Father's  throne, 

Thou  claini'st  the  kingdom  as  Thine  own; 
Thy  days  of  mortal  weakness  o'er, 
All  power  is  Thine  for  evermore. 


ASCENSION.  193 

3  To  Thee  the  whole  creation  now 
Shall,  in  its  threefold  order,  "bow, 

Of  things  on  earth,  and  things  on  high, 
And  things  that  underneath  us  lie. 

4  In  awe  and  wonder  angels  see 

How  changed  is  man's  estate  by  Thee, 
How  Flesh  makes  pure  as  flesh  did  stain, 
And  Thou,  True  God,  in  Flesh  dost  reign. 

5  Be  Thou  our  Joy,  O  mighty  Lord, 
As  Thou  wilt  be  our  great  Reward ; 
Let  all  our  glory  be  in  Thee 

Both  now  and  through  eternity. 

6  All  praise  from  every  heart  and  tongue 
To  Thee,  ascended  Lord,  be  sung; 

All  praise  to  God  the  Father  be, 
And  Holy  Ghost,  eternally.     Amen. 

Hymn  415.        (123  Anc.  &  M.)  L.  M. 

"By  His  own  Blood  He  entered  in  once  into  the  holy  place." 

0  SAVIOUR,  who  for  man  hast  trod 
The  winepress  of  the  wrath  of  God, 
Ascend,  and  claim  again  on  high 
Thy  glory  left  for  us  to  die. 

2  A  radiant  cloud  is  now  Thy  seat, 

And  earth  lies  stretched  beneath  Thy  feet ; 
Ten  thousand  thousands  round  Thee  sing, 
And  share  the  triumph  of  their  King. 

3  The  angel-host  enraptured  waits  : 

"  Lift  up  your  heads,  eternal  gates  V 
0  God-and-Man !  the  Father's  Throne 
Is  now  for  evermore  Thine  own. 
17  ■      N 


194  ASCENSION. 

4  Our  great  High  Priest  and  Shepherd  Thou 
Within  the  veil  art  entered  now, 

To  offer  there  Thy  precious  Blood 
Once  poured  on  earth  a  cleansing  flood. 

5  And  thence  the  Church,  Thy  chosen  Bride, 
With  countless  gifts  of  grace  supplied, 
Through  all  her  members  draws  from  Thee 
Her  hidden  life  of  sanctity. 

6  0  Christ,  our  Lord,  of  Thy  dear  care 
Thy  lowly  members  heavenward  bear  j 
Be  ours  with  Thee  to  suffer  pain, 
With  Thee  for  evermore  to  reign. 

7  All  praise  from  every  heart  and  tongue 
To  Thee,  ascended  Lord,  be  sung ; 

All  praise  to  God  the  Father  be, 
And  Holy  Ghost,  eternally.     Amen. 

Hymn  416.         (124  Anc.  &.  M.)  S.  M. 

"Who  is  gone  into  heaven." 

THOU  art  gone  up  on  high, 
To  realms  beyond  the  skies ; 
And  round  Thy  throne  unceasingly 

The  songs  of  praise  arise  ; 
But  we  are  lingering  here, 

With  sin  and  care  oppressed ; 
Lord,  send  Thy  promised  Comforter 
And  lead  us  to  our  rest. 

2  Thou  art  gone  up  on  high ; 

But  Thou  didst  first  come  down, 
Through  earth's  most  bitter  misery 
To  pass  unto  Thy  crown ; 


ASCENSION.  195 

And  girt  with  griefs  and  fears 

Our  onward  course  must  be  ; 
But  only  let  this  path  of  tears 

Lead  us  at  last  to  Thee. 

3  Thou  art  gone  up  on  high ; 

But  Thou  shalt  come  again, 
With  all  the  bright  ones  of  the  sky 

Attendant  in  Thy  train. 
Lord,  by  Thy  saving  power, 

So  make  us  live  and  die, 
That  we  may  stand  in  that  dread  hour 

At  Thy  right  hand  on  high.     Amen. 

Hymn  417.         (125  Anc.  &  M.)  C.  M. 

"Who  being  the  bi-ightness  of  His  glory,  and  the  express 
Image  of  His  person,  and  upholding  all  things  by  the  word 
of  His  power,  when  He  had  by  Himself  purged  our  sins, 
sat  down  on  the  right  hand  of  the  Majesty  on  high." 

JESU,  our  hope,  our  heart's  desire, 
Redemption's  only  spring, 
Creator  of  the  world  art  Thou, 
Its  Saviour  and  its  King. 

2  How  vast  the  mercy  and  the  love, 

Which  laid  our  sins  on  Thee, 
And  led  Thee  to  a  cruel  death, 
To  set  Thy  people  free  ! 

3  But  now  the  bonds  of  death  are  burst, 

The  ransom  has  been  paid; 
And  Thou  art  on  Thy  Father's  Throne, 
In  glorious  robes  arrayed. 


196  ASCEXSIOX. 

4  0  may  Thy  mighty  love  prevail 

Our  sinful  souls  to  spare  1 
0  may  we  stand  around  Thy  Throne, 
And  see  Thy  glory  there  ! 

5  Jesu,  our  only  Joy  be  Thou, 

As  Thou  our  Prize  wilt  be; 
In  Thee  be  all  our  glory  now 
And  through  eternity. 

6  All  praise  to  Thee  who  dost  ascend 

Triumphantly  to  heaven : 
All  praise  to  God  the  Father's  Name, 
And  Holy  Ghost,  be  given.     Amen. 

Hymn  418.  (125  Ch.  &  H.)  C.  M. 

HO S ANNA  to  the  Prince  of  light, 
Who  cloth'd  himself  in  clay ; 
Enter'd  the  iron  gates  of  death, 
And  tore  the  bars  away. 

2  Death  is  no  more  the  king  of  dread, 

Since  our  lmmanuel  rose  ; 
He  took  the  tyrant's  sting  away, 
And  conquer'd  all  our  foes. 

3  See,  how  the  Conqueror  mounts  aloft, 

And  to  His  Father  flies  1 
With  scars  of  honour  in  His  flesh, 
And  triumph  in  His  eyes. 

4  There  our  exalted  Saviour  reigns, 

And  scatters  blessings  down 
From  the  right  hand  of  Majesty, 
On  the  celestial  throne. 


ASCENSION.  197 

5  Raise  your  devotion,  mortal  tongues, 
To  reach  this  bless'd  abode  ; 
Sweet  be  the  accents  of  your  songs 
To  our  incarnate  God. 


Hymn  419.         (126  Ch.  &  H.)  C.  M. 

*HE  Saviour  stood  on  Olivet ; 


T 


His  earthly  task  was  o'er  ; 
And  wherefore  should  He  linger  yet 

On  this  world's  dreary  shore  ? 
He  rais'd  on  high  His  hands  divine ; 

He  bless'd  His  faithful  train; 
Oh  !  when  shall  Adam's  guilty  line 

Such  blessings  hear  again  ? 

2  Then  slowly  tow'rds  th'  expecting  sky, 

The  sky's  Creator  rose  ; 
Angelic  watchers,  ranged  on  high, 

Bade  Heaven's  bright  gates  unclose. 
And  in  He  came,  the  Lord  of  might, 

Eternal  and  Supreme  ; 
Whose  presence  e'en  those  realms  of  light 

Illum'd  with  brighter  beam. 

3  0  Thou,  who  thus  exalted  art, 

On  whom  our  souls  rely, 
Grant  to  us  now,  in  mind  and  heart, 

To  dwell  with  Thee  on  high  ! 
And  when  at  length,  redeem'd  by  Thee, 

The  just  that  sleep  shall  rise  ; 
With  theirs  our  happy  portion   be, 

A  home  beyond  the  skies. 

17  * 


198  ASCENSION. 

Hymn  420.         (127  Ch.  &,  H.)  P.  M. 

THE  Lord  ascendeth  up  on  hiprh, 
The  Lord  hath  triumph'd  gloriously, 
In  pow'r  and  might  excelling  ; 
Hell  and  the  Grave  are  captive  led, 
Lo  !  He  returns,  our  glorious  Head, 
To  His  eternal  dwelling ! 

2  The  heav'ns  with  joy  receive  their  Lord, 
By  saints,  by  angel  hosts  adored  ; 

0  day  of  exultation  ! 
0  earth  I  adore  Thy  glorious  King, 
His  rising,  His  ascension  sing, 

With  grateful  adoration. 

3  Our  great  High-Priest  hath  gone  before, 
Thence  on  His  Church  His  grace  to  pour, 

And  bring  us  to  salvation  ; 
0  may  our  hearts  to  Him  ascend 
May  all  within  us  upward  tend 

With  joyful  expectation  ! 

4  By  saints  on  earth  and  saints  in  heav'n, 
All  praise  to  Christ  our  King  be  giv'n, 

Who  hath  to  heav'n  ascended  ; 
To  Father,   Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
The  God  of  heaven's  resplendent  host, 

W'hose  reign  shall  ne'er  be  ended. 

Hymn  421.  (129  Ch.  &,  H.)  III.  5. 

LOOK,  ye  saints;  the  sight  is  glorious; 
See  the  man  of  sorrows  now  ; 
From  the  fight  returned  victorious, 
Every  knee  to  Him  shall  bow ; 


ASCENSION.  199 

Crown  Him  ; 
Crowns  become  the  Victor's  brow. 

2  Crown  the  Saviour,  angels  crown  Him  ; 

Rich  the  trophies  Jesus  brings  ; 

On  the  seat  of  power  enthrone  Him, 

While  the  heavenly  concert  rings  : 

Crown   Him  ; 
Crown  the  Saviour  King  of  kings. 

3  Sinners  in  derision  crown'd  Him, 

Mocking  thus  the  Saviour's  claim  ; 
Saints  and  angels  bend  around  Him, 
Own  His  title,  praise  His  name  : 

Crown  Him  ; 
Spread  abroad  the  Victor's  fame  ! 

4  Hark  !  those  bursts  of  acclamation  ! 

Hark  !  those  loud,  triumphant  chords  ! 
Lamb  of  God,  our  strong  salvation, 
0,  what  joy  the  sight  affords  ! 

Crown  Him  ; 
King  of  kings,  and  Lord  of  lords. 

Hymn  422.         (132  Ch.  &  H.)  C.  M. 

BEHOLD  the  glories  of  the  Lamb 
Amid  His  Father's  throne  ; 
Prepare  new  honors  for  His  name, 
And  songs  before  unknown. 


2  Let  elders  worship  at  His  feet, 
The  church  adore  around, 


200  ASCENSION. 

With  vials  full  of  odours  sweet, 
And  harps  of  sweeter  sound. 


3  Now  to  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 
Be  e  dless  honour  paid  : 
Salvation,   glory,  joy,  remain 
Forever  on  His  head. 


leem'd  our  souls  with  blood, 
II   st  set  the  prisoner  free, 

made  us  kin::-  a  s  to  God, 

And  we  shall  reign  with  Thee. 

5  The  worlds  of  nature  and  of  grace 
put  beneath  Thy  pc 
Then  hasten  time1  ig  pace, 

And  bring  the  promis"d  hour. 


Hymn  433.  133  Ch.  &  H.)  III.  1. 

HOLY,  holy,  holy  Lord! 
Live,  by  heaven  and  earth  ador'd ! 
Fill'd  with  Thee  let  all  things  cry, 
ry  be  to  God  most  high. 

2  Join'd  with  those  beyond  the  sky, 
Chanters  to  the  Lord  most  high, 
We  our  hearts  and  voices  raise, 
Echoing  Thine  eternal  praise. 

3  Happy  they  who  never  rest, 
With  Thy  heavenly  presence  blest  1 


ASCEXSIOX.  201 

They  the  heights  of  glory  see, 
Search  the  depths  of  Deity.  - 

4  Fain  with  them  our  souls  would  vie; 
Sink  as  low,  and  mount  as  high  ; 
Fall,  o'er wh elm 'd  with  love,  or  soar  ; 
Shout,  or  silently  adore. 

Hymn  424.  (136  Ch.  &  H.)  C.  M. 

JESUS,  in  Thee  our  eyes  behold 
A  thousand  glories  more 
Than  the  rich  gems,  and  polished  gold, 
The  sons  of  Aaron  wore. 


2  Once  in  the  circuit  of  a  year, 

TVith  blood,  but  not  their  own, 
Did  they  within  the  veil  appear, 
Before  the  golden  throne. 

3  But  Christ,  by  His  own  powerful  blood. 

Ascends  above  the  skies, 
And  in  the  presence  of  our  God 
Shows  His  own  sacrifice. 


4  He  ever  lives,  to  intercede 
Before  His  Father's  face ; 
For  us,   0  Lord,  in  mercy  plead, 
And  fill  us  with  Thy  grace  ! 

Hymn  425.  (137  Ch.  &,  H.)  L.  M. 


s 


TAND  up,  my  soul,  thy  fears  dismiss, 
And  gird  the  G-ospel  armour  on ; 


202  WHIT-SUNDAY. 

March  to  the  gates  of  endless  bliss, 
Where  Jesus  thy  great  Captain's  gone. 

2  Hell  and  thy  sins  thy  foes  may  be, 

But  hell  and  sin  are  vanquish'd  foes ; 
Thy  Saviour  nailed  them  to  the  tree, 
And  sung  the  triumph  when  He  rose. 

3  Then  let  my  soul  march  boldly  on, 

Press  forward  to  the  heavenly  gate ; 
There  peace  and  joy  and  palms  are  won, 
And  glittering  robes  for  conquerors  wait. 

4  A  starry  crown  shall  be  my  prize, 

Triumphant  through  Almighty  grace, 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  skies 
Join  in  my  glorious  Leader's  praise. 


WHIT-SUNDAY. 

Hymn  426.  (145  Ch.  &  H.)  III.  1. 

SPIRIT,  pour'd  on  Pentecost, 
Paraclete  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Resting  on  the  Eternal  Son, 
Holy  !  uncreated  One  ! 
Breath  of  life  !  Thine  aid  impart, 
Waken  every  slumbering  heart, 
Every  grovelling  soul  refine, 
With  Thy  power  and  grace  divine. 

2  Sanctifier !  seal  our  hearts 
With  the  truth  Thy  word  imparts ; 


WHIT-SUNDAY.  203 

Sacred  truths  and  themes  instil, 
And  Thy  pleasure  all  fulfil  y 
There  let  Christ  replace  His  throne, 
And  possess  us  for  His  own, 
Till  our  bodies  all  shall  be 
Temples  to  Thy  Deity  ! 

3  Everlasting  Spirit  !  come, 
Teach  us  life's  imperfect  sum  ; 
All  on  earth  is  dark  and  drear,  = 
Changeful  as  the  changing  year ; 
Raise  our  souls  from  things  of  earth, 
Subjects  of  a  better  birth, 
And  our  song  shall  be  of  Thee, 
Through  a  blest  eternity  I 

Hyiim  427.  (146  Ch.  &  H.)  P.  M. 

HOLY  Spirit,  Lord  of  light, 
From  Thy  clear  celestial  height, 
Thy  pure  beaming  radiance  give  ; 
Come,  Thou  Father  of  the  poor, 
Come  with  treasures  which  endure, 
Come,  Thou  Light  of  all  that  live  ! 

2  Thou  of  all  consolers  best, 
Visiting  the  troubled  breast, 

Dost  refreshing  peace  bestow  ; 
Thou  in  toil  art  comfort  sweet, 
Pleasant  coolness  in  the  heat, 

Solace  in  the  midst  of  woe. 

3  Light  immortal,  Light  divine, 
Yisit  Thou  these  hearts  of  Thine, 

And  our  inmost  being  fill \ 


204  WHIT-SUNDAY. 

If  Thou  take  Thy  grace  away, 
Nothing  pure  in  man  can  stay, 
And  his  good  is  turn'd  to  ill. 

4  Thou  on  those  who  evermore 
Thee  confess  and  Thee  adore, 

In  Thy  sev'nfold  gifts  descend  ; 
Give  them  comfort  when  they  die, 
Give  them  life  with  Thee  on  high, 

Give  them  joys  which  never  end. 

Hymn  428.  (147  Ch.  &,  H.)  S.  M. 

COME,  froly  Spirit,  come; 
Let  Thy  bright  beams  arise ; 
Dispel  the  sorrow  from  our  minds, 
The  darkness  from  our  eyes. 

2  Convince  us  of  our  sin ; 

Then  lead  to  Jesus'  blood, 
And  to  our  wondering  view  reveal 
The  mercies  of  our  God. 

3  Revive  our  drooping  faith, 

Our  doubts  and  fears  remove, 
And  kindle  in  our  breasts  the  flame 
Of  never-dying  love. 

4  'Tis  Thine  to  cleanse  the  heart, 

To  sanctify  the  soul, 
To  pour  fresh  life  in  every  part, 
And  new-create  the  whole. 

5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come  ; 

Our  minds  from  bondage  free  ; 
Then  shall  we  know,  and  praise,  and  love, 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Thee. 


WHIT-SUNDAY.  205 

Hymn  429.         (148  Ch.  &  H.)  .  C.  M. 

WHY  should  the  children  of  a  King 
Go  mourning  all  their  days  ? 
Great  Comforter,  descend,  and  bring 
Some  token  of  Thy  grace. 

2  Dost  Thou  not  dwell  in  all  the  saints, 
And  seal  the  heirs  of  heaven  f 
When  wilt  Thou  banish  my  complaints. 
And  show  my  sins  forgiven  ? 


3  Assure  my  conscience  of  a  part 
In  the  Redeemer's  blood  ; 
And  bear  Thy  witness  with  my  heart 
That  I  am  born  of  God. 


4  Thou  art  the  earnest  of  His  love, 
The  pledge  of  joys  to  come  ; 
And  Thy  soft  wings,  celestial  Pove, 
Will  safe  convey  me  home. 

Hyinn  430.         (149  Ch.  &  H.)  III.  1. 

HOLY  GHOST  1  with  light  divine, 
Shine  upon  this  heart  of  mine  ; 
Chase  the  shades  of  night  away, 
Turn  my  darkness  into  day. 

2  Holy  Ghost !  with  power  divine, 
Cleanse  this  guilty  heart  of  mine; 
Long  hath  sin  without  control, 
Held  dominion  o'er  my  soul. 

*18 


206  WHIT- SUNDAY. 

3  Holy  Ghost  !  with  joy  divine, 
Cheer  this  saddened  heart  of  mine, 
Bid  my  many  woes  depart, 

Heal  my  wounded,  bleeding  heart. 

4  Holy  Ghost  !   Thou  Lord  divine, 
Dwell  within  this  heart  of  mine  ; 
Cast  down   every  idol-throne, 
Reign  supreme,  and  reign  alone. 


Hymn  431.         (128  Anc.  &,  M.)  P.  M. 

'  "When  Thou  lettest  Thy  Breath  go  forth,  they  shall  be  made, 
and  Thou  shak  renew  the  face  of  the  earth." 

COME.  Thou  Holy  Spirit,  come; 
And  from  Thine  eternal  home 
Shed  the  ray  of  light  divine; 
Come,  Thou  Father  of  the  poor, 
Come,  Thou  source  of  all  our  store, 
Come,  within  our  bosoms  shine. 

2  Thou  of  Comforters  the  best, 

Thou  the  soul's  most  welcome  Gnest, 
Sweet  Refreshment  here  below  1 

In  our  labour  rest  most  sweet, 

Grateful  shadow  from  the  heat, 
Solace  in  the  midst  of  woe  1 

3  0  most  Blessed  Light  Divine, 
Shine  within  these  hearts  of  Thine, 

And  our  inmost  being  fill; 
If  Thou  take  Thy  graee  away, 
Nothing  pure  in  man  will  stay, 

All  our  good  is  turned  to  ill. 


WHIT-SUXDAY.  20  7 

Heal  our  wounds ;  our  strength  renew  ; 
On  our  dryness  pour  Thy  dew  ; 

Wash  the  stains  of  guilt  away ; 
Bend  the  stubborn  heart  and  will, 
Melt  the  frozen,  warm  the  chill, 

Guide  the  steps  that  go  astray. 

On  the  faithful,  who  adore 
And  confess  Thee,  evermore 

In  Thy  sevenfold  gifts  descend ; 
Give  them  virtue's  sure  reward, 
Give  them  Thy  salvation,  Lord, 

Give  them  joys  that  never  end.     Amen. 


Hymn  432.         (!30  Anc.  &,  M.)  C.  M. 

"And  suddenly  there  came  a  sound  from  heaven,  as  of  a  rush- 
ing mighty  wind." 

WHEX  God  of  old  came  down  from  heaven, 
In  power  and  wrath  He  came ; 
Before  His  feet  the  clouds  were  riven, 
Half  darkness  and  half  flame  : 


2  But  when  ne  came  the  second  time, 

He  came  in  power  and  love ; 
Softer  than  gale  at  morning  prime 
Hovered  His  holy  dove. 

3  The  fires,  that  rushed  on  Sinai  down 

In  sudden  torrents  dread, 
Now  gently  light,  a  glorious  crown, 
On  every  sainted  head. 


208  WHIT-SUNDAY* 

4  And  as  on  Israel's  awe-struck  ear 

The  voice  exceeding  loud, 
The  trump,  that  angels  quake  to  hear, 
Thrilled  from  the  deep,  dark  cloud : 

5  So,  when  the  Spirit  of  our  God 

Came  down  His  flock  to  find, 
A  voice  from  heaven  was  heard  abroad, 
A  rushing,  mighty  wind. 


6  It  fills  the  Church  of  God  ;  it  fills 
The  sinful  world  around  ; 
Only  in  stubborn  hearts  and  wills 
No  place  for  it  is  found. 

T  Come  Lord,  come  Wisdom,  Love,  and  Power, 
Open  our  ears  to  hear  ; 
Let  us  not  miss  th'  accepted  hour; 
Save,  Lord,  by  love  or  fear.     Amen. 


Hymn  433.         (131  Anc.  &,  M.)  L.  M. 

'And  the  same  day  there  were  added  unto  them  about  three 
thousand  souls." 

QPIRIT  of  mercy,  truth,  and  love, 
^  0  shed  Thine  influence  from  above; 
And  still  from  age  to  age  convey 
The  wonders  of  this  sacred  day. 


2  In  every  clime,  by  every  tongue, 
Be  God's  surpassing  glory  sung ; 


WHIT-SUNDAY.  209 

Let  all  the  listening  earth  be  taught 
The  wonders  by  our  Saviour  wrought. 

3  Unfailing  Comfort,  Heavenly  Guide, 
Still  o'er  Thy  Holy  Church  preside  \ 
Still  let  mankind  Thy  blessings  prove, 
Spirit  of  mercy,  truth,  and  love. 

4  0  Holy  Father,  Holy  Son, 
And  Holy  Spirit,  Three  in  One  ; 
Thy  grace  devoutly  we  implore, 

Thy  Name  be  praised  for  evermore.     Amen. 


Hyiim  434.         (139  Anc.  &  M.)  P.  M. 

"  If  I  go  not  away,  the  Comforter  will  not  come  unto  you ;   but 
if  I  depart,  I  will  send  Him  unto  you." 

OUR  blest  Redeemer,  ere  He  breathed 
His  tender  last  farewell, 
A  Guide,  a  Comforter,  bequeathed 
With  us  to  dwell. 


2  He  came  sweet  influence  to  impart, 
A  gracious  willing  Guest, 
While  He  can  find  one  humble  heart, 
Wherein  to  rest. 


And  His  that  gentle  voice  we  hear, 

Soft  as  the  breath  of  even, 
That  checks  each  thought,  that  calms  each 
fear, 
And  speaks  of  heaven. 
18  *  0 


210  WHIT-SUXDAY. 

4  And  every  virtue  we  possess, 

And  every  conquest  won, 
And  every  thought  of  holineso, 
Are  His  alone. 

5  Spirit  of  purity  and  grace, 

Our  weakness,  pitying,  see; 
0  make  our  hearts  Thy  dwelling-place, 
And  worthier  Thee. 

6  0  praise  the  Father  ;  praise  the  Son  ; 

Blest  Spirit,  praise  to  Thee; 
All  praise  to  God,  the  Three  in  One, 
The  One  in  Three.     Amen. 


Hymn  435.         (173  Anc.  &,  M.)  L.  M. 

"As  many  as  are  led  by  the  Spirit  of  God,  they  are  the  sons 
of  God." 

COME,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
With  light  and  comfort  from  above; 
Be  Thou  our  Guardian,  Thou  our  Guide, 
O'er  every  thought  and  step  preside. 

2  The  light  of  truth  to  us  display, 

And  make  us  know  and  choose  Thy  way ; 

Plant  holy  fear  in  every  heart, 

That  we  from  Thee  may  ne'er  depart. 


3  Lead  us  to  Christ,  the  living  Way, 
Nor  let  us  from  His  precepts  stray ; 
Lead  us  to  holiness,  the  road 
That  we  must  take  to  dwell  with  God. 


TRINITY   SUNDAY.  211 

Lead  us  to  heaven,  that  we  may  share 

Fulness  of  joy  forever  there ; 

Lead  us  to  God,  our  final  rest, 

To  be  with  Him  forever  blest.     Amen. 


TRINITY    SUNDAY. 
Hymn  436.         (132  Anc.  &  M.)  L.  M. 

"And  one  cried  unto   another,  and  said,  Holy,  Holy,  is  the 
Lord  of  Hosts." 

ALL  hail,  Adored  Trinity ; 
All  hail,  Eternal  Unity; 
0  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  ever  One. 

2  Behold  to  Thee,  this  festal  day, 
We  meekly  pour  our  thankful  lay  ; 
O  let  our  work  accepted  be, 

That  sweetest  work  of  praising  Thee. 

3  Three  Persons  praise  we  evermore, 
One  only  God  our  hearts  adore  ; 
In  Thy  sure  mercy  ever  kind 
May  we  our  true  protection  find. 

4  0  Trinity!  0  Unity! 

Be  present  as  we  worship  Thee  ; 
And  with  the  songs  that  Angels  sing 
Unite  the  hymns  of  praise  we  bring. 

Amen. 


212  TRINITY   SUNDAY. 

Hymn  437.  (133  Anc.  &,  M.)  L.  M. 

"From  everlasting  to  everlasting  Thou  art  God." 

BLEST  Trinity,  from  mortal  sight 
Veiled  in  Thine  own  eternal  Light, 
We  Thee  confess,  in  Thee  believe, 
To  Thee  with  loving  hearts  we  cleave. 

2  0  Father,  Thou  most  Holy  One  ! 
O  God  of  God,  Eternal  Son  ! 

O  Holy  Ghost,  Thou  Love  divine  ! 
To  join  them  Both  is  ever  Thine  ! 

3  The  Father  is  in  God  the  Son, 
And  with  the  Father  He  is  One ; 
In  Both  the  Spirit  doth  abide, 
And  with  them  Both  is  glorified. 

4  Such  as  the  Father,  such  the  Son, 
And  such  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One ! 
The  Three  one  perfect  Verity, 
The  Three  one  perfect  Charity. 

5  Eternal  Father,  Thee  we  praise  ; 

To  Thee,  0  Son,  our  hymns  we  raise  ; 

0  Holy  Ghost,  we  Thee  adore  ; 

One  mighty  God  for  evermore.     Amen. 

Hymn  438.         034  Anc.  &  M.)  P.  M. 

"  O  praise  God  in  His  Holiness." 

0GOD  of  life,  whose  power  benign 
Doth  o'er  the  world  in  mercy  shine, 
Accept  our  praise,  for  we  are  Thine. 


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I 

2  0 -Father,  all-creating  Lord, 

Be  Thou  by  every  tongue  implored, 
Be  Thou  by  every  heart  adored. 

3  O  Son  of  God,  for  sinners  slain, 

We  bless  Thee,  Lord,  whose  dying  pain 
For  us  did  endless  life  regain. 

4  O  Holy  Ghost,  whose  guardian  care 
Doth  us  for  heavenly  joys  prepare; 
May  we  in  Thy  communion  share. 

5  O  Holy  Blessed  Trinity, 

With  faith  we  sinners  bow  to  Thee  ; 
In  heaven  and  earth  exalted  be.     Amen. 


Hymn  439.         (135  Anc.  &  M.)  P.  M. 

"They  rest  not  day  and  night,  saying,  Holy,  Holy,  Holy,  Lord 
God  Almighty,  which  was,  and  is,  and  is  to  come." 

HOLY,  Holy,  Holy  !  Lord  God  Almighty! 
Early  in  the  morning  our  song  shall  rise 
to  Thee ! 
Holy,  Holy,  Holy,  merciful  and  mighty  ; 
God  in  Three  Persons,  Blessed  Trinity  ! 

2  Holy,  Holy,  Holy !  all  the  saints  adore  Thee, 
Casting  down  their  golden  crowns  around  the 
glassy  sea; 
Cherubim  and  Seraphim  falling  down   before 
Thee, 
Which  wert,  and  art,  and  evermore  shalt  be. 


214  TRINITY  SUNDAY. 

3  Holy,  Holy,  Holy !  though  the  darkness  hide 

Thee, 
Though  the  eye  of  sinful  man  Thy  glory  may 

not  see, 
Only  Thou  art  Holy:    there  is  none   beside 

Thee 
Perfect  in  power,  in  love,  and  purity. 

4  Holy,  Holy,  Holy!  Lord  God  Almighty! 

All  Thy  works   shall   praise  Thy  Name, 
in  earth,  and  sky,  and  sea: 
Holy,  Holy,  Holy  !  merciful  and  mighty; 
God  in  Three  Persons,  Blessed  Trinity ! 

Amen. 

Hymn  440.        (137  Anc.  &,  M.)  P.  M. 

"Sing  unto  the  Lord,  and  praise  His  Name." 

THREE  in  One,  and  One  in  Three, 
Ruler  of  the  earth  and  sea, 
Hear  us,  while  we  lift  to  Thee 
Holy  chant  and  psalm. 

2  Light  of  lights  !  with  morning,  shine  : 
Lift  on  us  Thy  Light  divine ; 

And  let  charity  benign 

Breathe  on  us  her  balm. 

3  Light  of  lights  !  when  falls  the  even, 
Let  it  close  on  sins  forgiven  ; 

Fold  us  in  the  peace  of  heaven, 
Shed  a  holy  calm. 

4  Three  in  One,  and  One  in  Three, 
Dimly  here  we  worship  Thee; 
With  the  saints  hereafter  we 

Hope  to  bear  the  palm.     Amen. 


TRINITY   SUNDAY.  215 

Hymn  Ml.         (151  Ch.  &,  H.)  S.  M. 

FATHER  in  whom  we  live, 
In  whom  we  are  and  move, 
The  glory,  power,  and  praise  receive, 
Of  Thy  creating  love. 

2  Incarnate  Deity 

Let  all  the  ransomed  race 
Render  in  thanks  their  lives  to  Thee, 
For  Thy  redeeming  grace. 

3  Spirit  of  holiness, 

Let  all  Thy  saints  adore, 
Thy  sacred  energy  and  bliss, 
Thy  heart-renewing  power. 

4  The  grace  to  sinners  show'd, 

Ye  heavenly  choirs  proclaim, 
And  cry  "Salvation  to  our  God, 
Salvation  to  the  Lamb." 

5  Not  angel  tongues  can  tell 

Thy  love's  ecstatic  height, 
The  glorious  joy  unspeakable, 
The  beatific  sight. 

6  Eternal,  Triune  Lord : 

Let  all  the  hosts  above, 
Let  all  the  sons  of  men  record 
And  dwell  upon  Thy  love. 

7  When  heaven  and  earth  are  fled, 

Before  Thy  glorious  face, 
Sing  all  the  saints  Thy  love  hath  made 
Thine  everlasting  pratse. 


216  TRINITY   SUNDAY. 

Hymn  442.         (152  Ch.  &,  H.)  III.  1. 

HOLY,  holy,  holy  Lord, 
God  of  Hosts  !  when  heaven  and  earth, 
Out  of  darkness  at  Thy  word, 

Issued  into  glorious  birth, 
All  Thy  works  before  Thee  stood, 
And  Thine  eye  beheld  them  good, 
While  they  sang  with  sweet  accord, 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  ! 

2  Holy,  holy,  holy!  Thee, 

One  Jehovah  evermore, 
Father,   Son,  and  Spirit  !  we, 

Dust  and  ashes,   would  adore; 
Lightly  by  the  world  esteem'd, 
From  that  world  by  Thee  redeem'd, 
Sing  we  here  with  glad  accord, 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  ! 

3  Holy,  holy,  holy!     All 

Heaven's  triumphant  choirs  shall  sing, 
When  the  ransom'd  nations  fall 

At  the  footstool  of  their  King : 
Then  shall  saints  and  seraphim, 
Hearts  and  voices  swell  one  hymn, 
Round  the  Throne  with  full  accord, 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  ! 

Hymn  443.         (154  Ch.  &  H.)  C.  M. 

THE  Lord  descended  from  above, 
And  bow'd  the  heavens  most  high, 
And  underneath  His  feet  He  cast 
The  darkness*  of  the  sky. 


FAST   DAY.  217 

2  On  cherub  and  on  cherubim, 


Full  royally  He  rode, 
And  on  the  wings  of  mighty  winds, 
Came  flying  all  abroad. 

3  He  sat  serene  upon  the  floods, 
Their  fury  to  restrain  ; 
And  He,  as  sovereign  Lord  and  King, 
For  evermore  shall  reign. 


FAST    DAY. 

Hymn  444.  (155  Ch.  &  H.)  C.  M. 

C^OME,  let  our  souls  adore  the  Lord, 
Whose  judgments  yet  delay  ; 
Who  yet  suspends  the  lifted  sword, 
And  gives  us  time  to  pray. 

2  Great  is  our  guilt,  our  fears  are  great, 

But  let  us  not  despair ; 
Still  open  is  the  mercy-seat 
To  penitence  and  prayer. 

3  Kind  Intercessor,  to  Thy  love 

This  blessed  hope  we  owe : 
Now  let  Thy  merits  plead  above, 
While  we  implore  below. 


4  Though  justice  near  Thine  awful  throne 
Attends  Thy  dread  command, 
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218  FAST   DAY. 

Lord,  hear  Thy  servants,  hear  Thy  Son. 
And  save  a  guilty  land. 


Hymn  445.         (227  Anc.  &,  M.)  III.  2. 

(To  be  used  when  there  is  a  deficiency  in  the  croj)s.) 

"Although  the  fields  shall  yield  no  meat,  .  .  .    yet  I  will  re- 
joice in  the  Lord,  I  will  joy  in  the  God  of  my  salvation." 

WHAT  our  Father  does  is  well ; 
Blessed  truth  His  children  tell ! 
Though  He  send,  for  plenty,  want, 
Though  the  harvest-store  be  scant, 
Yet  we  rest  upon  His  love, 
Seeking  better  things  above. 

2  What  our  Father  does  is  well  j 
Shall  the  wilful  heart  rebel? 
If  a  blessing  He  withhold 

In  the  field,  or  in  the  fold, 
Is  it  not  Himself  to  be 
All  our  Store  eternally  ? 

3  What  our  Father  does  is  well ; 
Though  He  sadden  hill  and  dell, 
Upward  yet  our  praises  rise 

For  the  strength  His  Word  supplies  ; 
He  has  called  us  sons  of  God, 
Can  we  murmur  at  His  rod  ? 

4  What  our  Father  does  is  welJ  : 
May  the  thought  within  us  dwell; 
Though  nor  milk  nor  honey  flow 
In  our  barren  Canaan  now, 

God  can  save  us  in  our  need, 
God  can  bless  us,  God  can  feed. 


FAST   DAY.  219 

5  Therefore,  unto  Him  we  raise 
Hymns  of  glory,  songs  of  praise; 
To  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
And  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Honour,  might,  and  glory  be, 
Now,  and  through  eternity.     Amen. 

Hynm  M6.        (235  Anc.  &  M.)  L.  M. 

(In  time  of  war.) 
"The  Lord  shall  give  His  people  the  blessing  of  peace." 

OGOD  of  love,  0  King  of  peace, 
Make  wars  throughout  the  world  to  cease  ; 
The  wrath  of  sinful  man  restrain, 
Give  peace,  O  God,  give  peace  again. 

2  Remember,  Lord,  Thy  works  of  old, 
The  wonders  that  our  fathers  told, 
Remember  not  our  sin's  dark  stain, 
Give  peace,  0  God,  give  peace  again. 

3  Whom  shall  we  trust  but  Thee,  O  Lord  ? 
Where  rest  but  on  Thy  faithful  word  ? 
None  ever  called  on  Thee  in  vain, 

Give  peace,  0  God,  give  peace  again. 

4  Where  saints  and  angels  dwell  above, 
All  hearts  are  knit  in  holy  love  ; 

O  bind  us  in  that  heavenly  chain, 

Give  peace,  0  God,  give  peace  again.     Amen. 


220  THANKSGIVING   DAY. 

Hymn  447.         (236  Anc.  &  M.)  C.  M. 

{In  time  of  pestilence.) 

"Thou  shalt  not  be  afraid  ....  for  the  pestilence  that 
walketh  in  darkness;  nor  for  the  sickness  that  destroyeth  in 
the  noonday." 

IN  grief  and  fear,  to  Thee,  0  Lord, 
We  now  for  succour  fly, 
Thine  awful  judgments  are  abroad, 
O  shield  us  lest  we  die. 

2  The  fell  disease  on  every  side 

Walks  forth  with  tainted  breath ; 
And  pestilence,  with  rapid  stride, 
Bestrews  the  land  with  death. 

3  0  look  with  pity  on  the  scene 

Of  sadness  and  of  dread, 
And  let  Thine  angel  stand  between 
The  living  and  the  dead. 

4  With  contrite  hearts  to  Thee,  our  King, 

We  turn  who  oft  have  strayed; 
Accept  the  sacrifice  we  bring, 

And  let  the  plague  be  stayed.     Amen. 


THANKSGIVING   DAY. 

Hymn  448.         (160  Ch.  &,  H.)  C.  M. 

jrpIS  by  Thy  strength  the  mountains  stand, 
J_   God  of  eternal  power  ! 


THANKSGIVING   DAY.  221 

The  sea  grows  calm  at  Thy  command, 
And  tempests  cease  to  lower. 

2  Thy  morning  light  and  evening  shade 

Successive  comforts  bring : 
Thy  plenteous  fruits  make  harvest  glad  ; 
Thy  flowers  adorn  the  spring. 

3  Seasons  and  times,  and  moons,  and  hours, 

Heaven,  earth,  and  air  are  Thine  ; 
When  clouds  distil  in  fruitful  showers, 
The  author  is  divine. 

4  Those  wandering  fountains  of  the  sky, 

Borne  by  the  winds  around, 
With  watery  treasures  well  supply 
The  furrows  of  the  ground. 

5  The  thirsty  ridges  drink  their  fill, 

And  ranks  of  corn  appear  ; 
Thy  ways  abound  with  blessings  still, 
Thy  goodness  crowns  the  year. 


Hymn  449.  (161  Ch.  &  H.)  P.  M. 

THE  God  of  harvest  praise ; 
In  loud  thanksgiving  raise 
Hand,  heart,  and  voice ; 
The  valleys  smile  and  sing, 
Forests  and  mountains  ring, 
The  plains  their  tribute  bring, 

The  streams  rejoice. 
19  * 


222  THANKSGIVING   DAY. 

2  Yea,  bless  His  Holy  Name, 
And  purest  thanks  proclaim 

Through  all  the  earth  : 
To  glory  in  your  lot 
Is  comely  —  but  be  not 
His  benefits  forgot, 

Amid  your  mirth. 

3  The  God  of  harvest  praise  ; 
Hands,  hearts,  and  voices,  raise 

With  sweet  accord  ; 
From  field  to  garner  throng, 
Bearing  your  sheaves  along, 
And  in  your  harvest  song 

Bless  ye  the  Lord. 

Hyniii  450.  (165  Ch.  &  H.)  II.  4. 

(After  a  Pestilence.) 

SING  Hallelujah;  sing 
Glory  to  God  alone  ! 
Bring  your  oblations,  bring 

Thank-offerings  to  the  throne ; 
Take  words  of  joy,  of  comfort  take, 
Awake  to  love,  to  life  awake. 

2  The  Lord  put  forth  His  hand, 
He  touch'd  us  and  we  died ; 
Vengeance  went  through  the  land, 

But  mercy  walk'd  beside  ; 
He  heard  our  prayers  :   He  saw  our  tears, 
And  stay'd  the  plague  and  quell'd  our  fears. 


THANKSGIVING   DAY.  223 

3  What  shall  we  give  to  Thee, 

0  Thou  whose  purer  eyes- 
Behold  iniquity 

In  man's  best  sacrifice  ? 
Ourselves  we  give,  but  rest  our  claim 
On  Christ,  and  know  none  other  Name. 

4  For  Jesus'  sake  forgive 

Thy  people,  Lord,  and  spare, 
To  Him  and  Thee  to  live, 

For  Thine  and  His  we  are  ; 
Thy  quickening  Spirit  gave  us  breath, 
Thy  Son,  by  death,  h%s  conquer'd  death. 

Hymn  451.  (223  Anc.  &,  M.)  HE.  1. 

"They  joy  before  Thee,  according  to  the  joy  of  harvest." 

COME,  ye  thankful  people,  come, 
Raise  the  song  of  Harvest-Home ! 
All  is  safely  gathered  in, 
Ere  the  winter-storms  begin ; 
God,  our  Maker,  doth  provide 
For  our  wants  to  be  supplied ; 
Come  to  God's  own  Temple,  come; 
Raise  the  song  of  Harvest-Home! 

2  What  is  earth  but  God's  own  field, 
Fruit  unto  His  praise  to  yield  ? 
Wheat  and  tares  therein  are  sown, 
Unto  joy  or  sorrow  grown  ; 
Ripening  with  a  wondrous  power, 
Till  the  final  Harvest-Hour  : 
Grant,  0  Lord  of  Life,  that  we 
Holy  grain  and  pure  may  be. 


224  THANKSGIVING   DAY. 

3  For  we  know  that  Thou  wilt  come, 
And  wilt  take  Thy  people  home ; 
From  Thy  field  wilt  purge  away 
All  that  doth  offend,  that  day; 
And  Thine  Angels  charge  at  last 
In  the  fire  the  tares  to  cast, 

Bat  the  fruitful  ears  to  store 
In  Thy  garner  evermore. 

4  Come  then.  Lord  of  mercy,  come, 
Bid  us  sing  Thy  Harvest-Home  ! 
Let  Thy  Saints  be  gathered  in, 
Free  from  sorrow, free  from  sin; 
All  upon  the  s   '      .  floor 

Pra  _•  evermore  ; 

Come,  with  thousand  Angels  come; 

Bid  us  -  Harvest-Home!     Amen. 

Hymn  ±o'2.  224  Anc.  &  M.)  III.  1. 

"Who  giveth  food  to  all  flesh;  for  His  mercy  endureth 
forever." 


PRAISE,  0  praise  our  God  and  Kin 
Hy  .     -  I  ^ratiun  sing; 

For  His  mercies  still  endure 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

2  Praise  Him  that  He  made  the  Sun 
Day  by  day  his  course  to  run; 

For  His  mercies  still  endure 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure : 

3  And  the  silver  Moon  by  night, 
Shining  with  her  gentle  light; 

For  His  mercies  still  endure 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 


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4  Praise  Him  that  He  gave  the  rain 
To  mature  the  swelling  grain; 

For  His  mercies  still  endure 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure  : 

5  And  hath  bid  the  fruitful  field 
Crops  of  precious  increase  yield; 

For  His  mercies  still  endure 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

6  Praise  Him  for  our  Harvest-store, 
He  hath  filled  the  Garner-floor; 

For  His  mercies  still  endure 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure  : 

T  And  for  richer  Food  than  this, 
Pledge  of  everlasting  bliss  ; 
For  His  mercies  still  endure 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

8  Glory  to  our  Bounteous  King ! 
Glory  let  creation  sing  ! 
Glory  to  the  Father,  Son, 
And  Blest  Spirit,  Three  in  One.     Amen. 

Hymn  453.         (226  Anc.  &  M.)  II.  3. 

"  The  harvest  is  the  end  of  the  world,  and  the  reapers  are  the 
angels." 

LOPvD  of  the  harvest,  once  again 
We  thank.  Thee  for  the  ripened  grain  ; 
For  crops  safe  carried,  sent  to  cheer 
Thy  servants  through  another  year  ; 
For  all  sweet  holy  thoughts  supplied 
By  seed-time,  and  by  harvest-tide. 
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226  THANKSGIVING   DAY. 

2  The  bare  dead  grain,  in  autumn  sown, 
Its  robe  of  vernal  green  puts  on ; 
Glad  from  its  wintry  grave  it  springs, 
Fresh  garnished  by  the  King  of  kings : 
So,  Lord,  to  those  who  sleep  in  Thee 
Shall  new  and  glorious  bodies  be. 

3  Nor  vainly  of  Thy  Word  we  ask 
A  lesson  from  the  reaper's  task : 
So  shall  Thine  angels  issue  forth ; 
The  tares  be  burnt;  the  just  of  earth, 
To  wind  and  storm  exposed  no  more, 
Be  gathered  to  their  Father's  store. 

4  Daily,  O  Lord,  our  prayers  be  said, 
As  Thou  hast  taught,  for  daily  bread; 
But  not  alone  our  bodies  feed, 
Supply  our  fainting  spirits'  need; 

0  Bread  of  Life,  from  day  to  day 

Be  Thou  their  Comfort,  Food,  and  Stay ! 

Amen. 

Hymn  454.         (237  Anc.  &,  M.)  P.  M. 

"O  praise  the  Lord,  laud  ye  the  Name  of  the  Lord;  praise  it, 
0  ye  servants  of  the  Lord." 

REJOICE  to-day  with  one  accord, 
Sing  out  with  exultation  ; 
Rejoice,  and  praise  our  mighty  Lord, 
Whose  Arm  hath  brought  salvation ; 
His  works  of  love  proclaim 
The  greatness  of  his  Name; 
For  He  is  God  alone 
Who  hath  His  mercy  shown  ; 
Let  all  His  saiuts  adore  Him  I 


THANKSGIVING   DAY.  227 

2  When  in  distress  to  Him  we  cried, 

He  heard  our  sad  complaining ; 
Oh,  trust  in  Him,  whate'er  betide, 

His  love  is  all-sustaining; 
Triumphant  songs  of  praise 
To  Him  our  hearts  shall  raise ; 
Now  every  voice  shall  say, 
"  0  praise  our  God  alway ;" 

Let  all  -His  saints  adore  Him  I 

3  Rejoice  to-day  with  one  accord, 

Sing  out  with  exultation  ; 
Rejoice,  and  praise  our  mighty  Lord, 

Whose  Arm  hath  brought  salvation ; 
His  works  of  love  proclaim 
The  greatness  of  His  Name ; 
For  He  is  God  alone 
Who  hath  His  mercy  shown; 

Let  all  His  saints  adore  Him  !     Amen. 

Hymn  455.  (238  Anc.  &  M.)  P.  M. 

:<0  clap  your  hands  together,  all  ye  people;  0  sing  unto  God 
with  the  voice  of  melody." 

NOW  thank  we  all  our  God, 
With  heart,  and  hands,  and  voices, 
Who  wondrous  things  hath  done, 

In  whom  His  world  rejoices ; 
Who  from  our  mothers'  arms 

Hath  blessed  us  on  our  way 
With  countless  gifts  of  love, 
And  still  is  ours  to-day. 

2  Oh,  may  this  bounteous  God 

Through  all  our  life  be  near  us, 


228         BAPTISM    AND    CONFIRMATION. 

With  ever  joyful  hearts 

And  blessed  peace  to  cneer  us ; 

And  keep  us  in  His  grace, 
And  guide  us  when  perplexed, 

And  free  us  from  all  ills 
In  this  world  and  the  next. 

3  All  praise  and  thanks  to  God, 

The  Father,  now  be  given, 
The  Son,  and  Him  who  reigns 

With  Them  in  highest  heaven, 
The  One  eternal  God, 

Whom  earth  and  heaven  adore, 
For  thus  it  was,  is  now, 

And  shall  be  evermore.     Amen. 


BAPTISM  AND   CONFIRMATION. 

Hymn  456.  (166  Ch.  &.  H.)  P.  M. 

BLESSED  Jesus,  here  we  stand, 
Met  to  do  as  Thou  hast  spoken, 
And  this  child  at  thy  command 

To  the   Font  we  bring,  in  token 
That  to  Thee  it  here  is  given  ; 
For  of  such  shall  be  Thy  heaven. 

2  Yes,  Thy  warning  voice  is  plain, 
And  we  fain  would  heed  it  duly, 
"  He  who  is  not  born  again, 

Heart  and  life  renewing  truly, 
Born  of  water  and  the  Spirit, 
Shall  My  kingdom  ne'er  inherit." 


BAPTISM   AND   CONFIRMATION.         229 

3  Therefore  hasten  we  to  Thee, 

Take  the  pledge  we  bring,  oh  !  take  it ; 
Let  us  here  Thy  glory  see, 

And  in  tender  pity  make  it 
Now  Thy  child,  and  leave  it  never ; 
Thine  on  earth  and  Thine  forever. 

4  Make  it,   Christ,  Thy  member  now, 

Shepherd,  take  Thy  lamb  and  feed  it, 
Prince  of  Peace,  its  peace  be  Thou, 

Way  of  Life,  to  Heaven,  oh  !  lead  it ; 
Yine,  this  branch  may  nothing  sever, 
Be  it  graff'd  in  Thee  forever. 

5  Now  upon  Thy  heart  it  lies, 

What  our  hearts  so  dearly  treasure ; 
Heavenward  lead  our  burden'd  sighs, 

Pour  Thy  blessings  without  measure  ; 
Write  the  name  we  now  have  given, 
Write  it  in  the  book  of  Heaven. 

Hymn  457.  (167  Ch.  &  H.)  C.  M. 

MY  God  !  the  covenant  of  Thy  love 
Abides  forever  sure  ; 
And  in  its  matchless  grace  I  feel 
My  happiness  secure. 

2  Since  Thou,  the  everlasting  God, 

My  Father  art  become, 
Jesus  ray  Guardian  and  my  Friend, 
And  heaven  my  final  home  : 

3  I  welcome  all  Thy  sovereign  will, 

For  all  that  will  is  love  j 
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230        BAPTISM   AXD    CONFIRMATION. 

And  when  I  know  not  what  Thou  dost, 
I  wait  the  light  above. 

4  Thy  covenant  in  the  darkest  gloom 
Shall  heavenly  rays  impart, 
And  when  mine  eyelids  close  in  death, 
Sustain  my  fainting  heart. 

Hymn  458.  (169  Ch.  &,  H.)  C.  31. 

"VTE  hearts  with  youthful  vigour  warm, 
X     In  willing  crowds  draw  near, 
And  turn  from  every  mortal  charm 
A  Saviour's  voice  to  hear. 

2  "  The  soul  that  longs  to  see  My  face, 

Is  sure  My  love  to  gain; 
And  those  that  early  seek  My  grace, 
Shall  never  seek  in  vain." 

3  What  object,  Lord,  my  soul  should  move, 

If  once  compar'd  with  Thee  ? 
What  beauty  should  command  my  love, 
Like  what  in  Christ  I  see  ? 

4  Away,  ye  false,  delusive  toys, 

Tain  tempters  of  the  mind  ! 
'Tis  here  I  seek  my  highest  joys, 
And  here  true  bliss  I'find. 

Hymn  459.         (208  Anc.  &  M.)  P.  M. 

"Ask,  and  it  shall  be  given  you;  seek,  and  ye  shall  find; 
knock,  and  it  shall  be  opened  unto  you." 


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FATHER,  Thou  who  hast  created  all 
In  wisest  love,  we  pray, 


BAPTISM   AND   CONFIRMATION.         231 

Look  on  this  babe,  who  at  Thy  gracious  call 

Is  entering  on  life's  way, 
Bend  o'er  it  now  with  blessing  fraught, 
And  make  Thou  something  out  of  naught. 
O  Father,  hear! 

2  O  Son  of  God,  who  diedst  for  us,  behold 

We  bring  our  child  to  Thee ; 
Thou  tender  Shepherd,  take  it  to  Thy  fold, 

Thine  own  for  aye  to  be  ; 
Defend  it  through  this  earthly  strife, 
And  lead  it  on  the  path  of  life, 
0  Son  of  God  1 

3  0  Holy  Ghost,  who  broodedst  o'er  the  wave, 

Descend  upon  this  child  ; 
Give  it  undying  life,  its  spirit  lave 

With  waters  uncle  filed  ; 
Grant  it  while  yet  a  babe  to  be 
A  child  of  God,  a  home  for  Thee, 
O  Holy  Ghost ! 

4  O  Triune   God,  what  Thou  command'st  is 

done, 
We  speak,  but  Thine  the  might ; 
This  child  hath  scarce  yet  seen  our  earthly 
sun, 
Yet  pour  on  it  Thy  light, 
In  faith  and  hope,  in  joy  and  love, 
Thou  Sun  of  all  below,  above, 

0  Triune  Godl     Amen. 


232         BAPTISM    AND    CONFIRMATION. 

Hymn  460.  (211  Anc.  &,  M.)  L.  M. 

"  The  Comforter  which  is  the  Holy  Ghost." 

COME,  Holy  Ghost,  Creator  blest, 
Vouchsafe  within  our  souls  to  rest; 
Come  with  Thy  grace  and  heavenly  aid, 
And  fill  the  hearts  which  Thou  hast  made. 

2  O  Comforter,  to  Thee  we  cry: 

Thou  heavenly  gift  of  God  most  high : 
Thou  Fount  of  life,  and  Fire  of  love, 
And  sweet  Anointing  from  above. 

3  0  Finger  of  the  Hand  divine, 

The  sevenfold  gifts  of  grace  are  Thine  ; 

The  promise  of  the  Father  Thou, 

Who  dost  the  tongue  with  power  endow. 

4  Thy  light  to  every  sense  impart, 
And  shed  Thy  Jove  in  every  heart ; 
The  weakness  of  our  flesh  supply 

With  strength  and  courage  from  on  high. 


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5  Drive  far  away  our  ghostly  foe, 
And  peace  for  evermore  bestow; 
If  Thou  be  our  preventing  Guide, 
No  evil  can  our  steps  betide. 

6  0  Holy  Ghost,  through  Thee  alone 
We  know  the  Father  and  the  Son : 
Be  this  our  never-changing  creed, 

That  Thou  dost  from  Them  Both  proceed. 

7  Praise  we  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
And  Holy  Spirit  with  them  One : 
And  may  the  Son  on  us  bestow 

The  gifts  that  from  the  Spirit  flow.    Amen. 


the  loed's  suppee.  233 


THE    LOED'S    SUPPER. 

Hymn  461.  (170  Ch.  &  H.)  L.  M. 

jrpWAS  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night, 
J_   When  powers  of  earth  and  hell  arose 
Against  the  Son  of  God's  delight, 

And  friends  betray'd  Him  to  His  foes  : 

2  Before  the  mournful  scene  began, 

He  took  the  bread,  and  bless'd,  and  brake  ; 
What  love  through  all  His  actions  ran  ! 
What  wondrous  words  of  grace  He  spake  J 

3  "  This  is  My  body,  broke  for  sin  ; 

Receive  and  eat  the  living  food ;  " 
Then  took  the  cup,  and  bless'd  the  wine  : 
"This  the  new  covenant  in  My  blood." 

4  Jesus  !  Thy  feast  we  celebrate  ; 

We  show  Thy  death,  we  sing  Thy  name, 
Till  Thou  return,  and  we  shall  eat 
The  marriage  supper  of  the  Lamb. 

Hymn  462.  (171  Ch.  &  H.)  C.  M. 

O  HEPHERD  of  souls,  refresh  and  bless 
O   Thy  chosen  pilgrim  flock, 
With  manna  in  the  wilderness, 
With  water  from  the  rock. 


2  Hungry  and  thirsty,  faint  and  weak, 
As  Thou  when  here  below, 
20  * 


234  the  lord's  supper. 

Our  souls  the  joys  celestial  seek 
Which  from  Thy  sorrows  flow. 

3  We  would  not  live  by  bread  alone, 

But  by  that  word  of  grace, 
In  strength  of  which  we  travel  on 
To  our  abiding  place. 

4  Be  known  to  us  in  breaking  bread, 

But  do  not  then  depart, 
Saviour  abide  with  us  and  spread 
Thy  tableau  our  heart. 

5  Lord  sup  with  us  in  love  divine  ; 

Thy  body  and  thy  blood, 
That  living  bread,  that  heavenly  wine, 
Be  our  immortal  food. 

Hymn  463.  (175  Ch.  &  H.)  L.  M. 

LORD,  I  am  Thine,  entirely  Thine, 
Purehas'd  and  sav'd  by  blood  divine  ; 
With  full  consent  Thine  I  would  be, 
And  own  Thy  sov'reigu  right  in  me. 

2  Here,  Lord,  my  flesh,  my  soul,  my  all, 
I  yield  to  Thee  beyond  recall ; 
Accept  Thine  own,  withheld  too  long; 
Accept  my  heart,  inspire  my  song. 

3  Grant  one  poor  sinner  more  a  place 
Among  the  children  of  Thy  grace  ; 
A  wretched  sinner,  lost  to   God, 
But  ransom'd  by  Immanuers  blood. 


the  lord's  supper.  235 

4  Thine  would  I  live,  and  Thine  would  die, 
Be  Thine  thro'  all  eternity  ;- 

The  vow  is  past  beyond  repeal, 
And  now  I  set  the  solemn  seal. 

5  Be  Thou  the  witness  of  my  vow ; 
Angels  and  men  behold  me  now, 
While  to  Thy  table  I  repair, 
And  seal  the  sacred  covenant  there. 

6  Here,  by  that  cross,  where  flows  the  blood 
That  bought  my  guilty  soul  for  God ; 
Thee,  my  sole  Master,  now  I  call, 

And  consecrate  to  Thee  my  all. 

T  Do  Thou  assist  a  feeble  worm, 
The  great  engagement  to  perform; 
Thy  grace  can  full  assistance  lend, 
And  on  that  grace  I  dare  depend. 

Hymn  464.         (176  Ch.  &  H.)  C.  M. 

FOR  mercies  countless  as  the  sands, 
Which  daily  I  receive 
From  Jesus'  my  Redeemer's  hands, 
My  soul,  what  canst  thou  give  ? 

2  Alas  !  from  such  a  heart  as  mine, 

What  can  I  bring  Him  forth  ? 
My  best  is  stained  and  dyed  with  sin, 
My  all  is  nothing  worth. 

3  Yet  this  acknowledgment  I'll  make 

For  all  He  has  bestow'd ; 
Salvation's  sacred  cup  I'll  take, 
And  call  upon  my  God. 


236  the  lord's  supper. 

4  The  best  return  for  one  like  me, 
So  wretched  and  so  poor, 
Is  from  His  gifts  to  draw  a  plea, 
And  ask  Him  still  for  more. 

Hymn  465.  (178  Ch.  &  H.)  C.  M. 

IF  human  kindness  meets  return, 
And  owns  the  grateful  tie  ; 
If  tender  thoughts  within  us  burn, 
To  feel  a  friend  is  nis-h  : 


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2  0,  shall  not  warmer  accents  tell 

The  gratitude  we  owe 
To  Him,  who  died,  our  fears  to  quell ; 
Who  bore  our  guilt  and  woe  ! 

3  While  yet  in  anguish  He  survey'd 

Those  pangs  He  would  not  flee, 
What  love  His  latest  words  display'd  ; 
"  Meet  and  remember  me  ! " 

4  Remember  Thee,  Thy  death,  Thy  shame, 

Our  sinful  hearts  to  share  ! 
0  memory  !  leave  no  other  name 
But  His  recorded  there. 

Hymn  466.         (205  Anc.  &  M.)  III.  2. 

"  This  do  in  remembrance  of  Me." 

BREAD  of  heaven,  on  Thee  we  feed, 
For  Thy  Flesh  is  meat  indeed  ; 
Ever  may  our  souls  be  fed 
With  this  true  and  living  Bread ; 
Day  by  day  with  strength  supplied 
Through  the  life  of  Him  who  died. 


the  lord's  supper.  237 

2  Vine  of  heaven,  Thy  Blood  supplies 
This  blest  cup  of  sacrifice  ;  - 
Lord,  Thy  Wounds  our  healing  give, 
To  Thy  Cross  we  look  and  live : 
Jesus,  may  we  ever  be 
Grafted,  rooted,  built  in  Thee.     Amen. 

Hymn  467.        (207  Anc.  &  M.)  C.  M. 

"  My  Flesh  is  meat  indeed,  and  My  Blood  is  drkik  indeed." 

0GOD,  unseen  yet  ever  near, 
Thy  presence  may  we  feel; 
And,  thus  inspired  with  holy  fear, 
Before  Thine  Altar  kneel. 

2  Here  may  Thy  faithful  people  know 

The  blessings  of  Thy  love, 
The  streams  that  through  the  desert  flow, 
The  manna  from  above. 

3  We  come,  obedient  to  Thy  word, 

To  feast  on  heavenly  Food ; 
Our  meat,  the  Body  of  the  Lord, 
Our  drink,  His  precious  Blood. 

4  Thus  may  we  all  Thy  words  obey, 

For  we,  0  God,  are  Thine, 
And  go  rejoicing  on  our  way, 
Renewed  with  strength  divine. 

5  To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  God  whom  we  ado^e, 
Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now, 
And  shall  be  evermore.     Amen. 


238  ORDINATION   OF    MINISTERS. 


ORDINATION  AND  INSTITUTION 
OF   MINISTERS. 

Hymn  468.         (180  Ch.  &  H.)  C.  M. 

LORD,  Thine  appointed  servants  bless, 
That  they  may  faithful  be, 
To  preach  the  truth  in  righteousness, 
And  sinners  win  to  Thee. 

2  Uphold  them  by  Almighty  power, 

Thy  strength  divine  impart, 
And,  in  each  dark  and  trying  hour, 
Cheer  Thou  their  fainting  heart. 

3  In  holy  watchfulness  and  prayer, 

0  keep  them  near  Thy  side  ; 
May  they  with  loving  zeal  declare 


Lay  they  with  loving  ze 
A  Saviour  crucified  ! 


4  Great  Shepherd  of  the  sheep,  draw  near, 
Thy  Spirit  now  be  given  ; 
That  they  who  preach,  and  those  who  hear, 
May  sing  Thy  praise  in  heaven. 

Hymn  469.  (182  Ch.  &  H.)  L.  M. 

POUR  out  Thy  Spirit  from  on  high ; 
Lord,  Thine  assembled  servants  bless; 
Graces  and  gifts  to  each  supply, 

And  clothe  Thy  priests  with  righteousness. 


LAYING   A   CORNER-STONE.  239 

2  Within  Thy  temple,  when  we  stand 

To  teach  the  truth,  as  taught  by  Thee ; 
Saviour,  like  stars  in  Thy  right  hand, 
Let  Thine  anointed  pastors  be. 

3  Wisdom,  and  zeal,  and  faith  impart, 

Firmness  with  meekness,  from  above, 
To  bear  Thy  people  on  our  heart, 

And  love  the  souls  whom  Thou  dost  love : — 

4  To  watch,  and.  pray,  and  never  faint, 

By  day  and  night,  strict  guard  to  keep, 
To  warn  the  sinner,  cheer  the  saint, 

Nourish  Thy  lambs,  and  feed  Thy  sheep  ; 

5  Then,  when  our  work  is  finish'd  here, 

In  humble  hope  our  charge  resign  ; 

When  the  Chief  Shepherd  shall  appear, 

0  God  !  may  they  and  we  be  Thine. 


LAYING   THE   CORNER-STONE  OF 
A  CHURCH. 

Kymn  470.  (241  Ch.  &  H.)  L.  M. 

The  glory  of  Lebanon  shall  come  unto  thee,  the  fir  tree,  the 
pine  tree,  and  the  box  together,  to  beautify  the  place  of  My 
sanctuary." 

OLORD  of  Hosts,  whose  glory  fills 
The  bounds  of  the  eternal  hills, 
And  yet  vouchsafes,  in  Christian  lands, 
To  dwell  in  temples  made  with  hands  j 


240        CONSECRATION   OF   A   CHURCH. 

2  Grant  that  all  we,  who  here  to-day 
Rejoicing  this  foundation  lay, 
May  he  in  very  deed  Thine  own, 
Built  on  the  precious  Corner-stone. 

3  Endue  the  creatures  with  Thy  grace, 
That  shall  adorn  Thy  dwelling-place; 
The  beauty  of  the  oak  and  pine, 

The  gold  and  silver,  make  them  Thine. 

4  To  Thee  they  all  pertain ;  to  Thee 
The  treasures  of  the  earth  and  sea ; 
And  when  we  bring  them  to  Thy  throne, 
We  but  present  Thee  with  Thine  own. 

5  The  heads  that  guide  endue  with  skill, 
The  hands  that  work  preserve  from  ill, 
That  we  who  these  foundations  lay 
May  raise  the  topstone  in  its  day. 

6  Both  now  and  ever,  Lord,  protect 
The  temple  of  Thine  own  elect ; 

Be  Thou  in  them,  and  they  in  Thee, 
0  ever-blessed  Trinity  !     Amen. 


CONSECRATION  OF  A   CHURCH. 

Hymn  471.  (183  Ch.  &,  H.)  L.  M. 

HERE,  in  Thy  name.  Eternal  God, 
We  build  this  earthly  house  for  Thee : 
O  make  it  now  Thy  fix'd  abode, 
And  holy  let  Thy  temple  be. 


CONSECRATION   OF   A    CHURCH.        241 

2  Here,  when  Thy  people  seek  Thy  face, 

And  dying  sinners  pray  to  live, 
Hear  Thou,  in  heaven,  Thy  dwelling-place, 
And  when  thou  hearest,  Lord,  forgive. 

3  Here,  when  Thy  messengers  proclaim 

The  blessed  gospel  of  Thy  Son  ; 
Still  by  the  power  of  His  great  name, 
Be  mighty  signs  and  wonders  done. 

4  When  children's  voices  raise  the  song, 

Hosanna  to  their  heavenly  King ; 
Let  heaven,  with  earth,  the  strain  prolong, 
Hosanna,  let  the  angels  sing. 

5  But  will,  indeed,  Jehovah  deign 

Here  to  abide,  no  transient  guest  ? 
Here  will  our  great  Redeemer  reign, 
And  here  the  Holy  Spirit  rest  ? 

6  Thy  glory  never  hence  depart : 

Yet  choose  not,  Lord,  this  house  alone ; 
Thy  kingdom  come  in  every  heart, 
In  every  bosom  fix  Thy  throne. 

Hymn  472.  (184  Ch.  &  H.)  C.  M. 

GREAT  Shepherd  of  Thy  people,  hear; 
Thy  presence  now  display ; 
As  Thou  hast  given  a  place  for  prayer, 
So  give  us  hearts  to  pray. 

2  Show  us  the  tokens  of  Thy  love, 
Our  feeble  hope  to  raise ; 
And  pour  Thy  blessing  from  above, 

That  we  may  render  praise. 
2i  Q 


242        COXSECRATIOX   OF   A   CHURCH. 

3  Within  these  walls  be  holy  peace  ; 

Thy  mercy  here  reveal  ; 
Here  give  the  burden'd  soul  release, 
The  wounded  spirit  heal ! 

4  The  hearing  ear,  the  watchful  eye, 

The  contrite  heart  bestow ;  * 
And  shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
To  make  our  graces  grow. 

5  May  we  in  faith  receive  Thy  word, 

In  faith  address  our  prayers ; 
And  in  the  presence  of  the  Lord 
Unbosom  all  our  cares. 

6  Here  may  Thy  Gospel's  joyful  sound 

Enforc'd  by  grace  divine, 
Awaken  many  sinners  round, 
And  bend  their  wills  to  Thine. 

Hymn  473.         (244  Anc.  &,  M.)  P.  M. 

"Behold  I  lay  in  Sion  a  Chief  Corner-stone,  elect,  precious." 

CHRIST  is  made  the  sure  Foundation, 
Christ  the  Head  and  Corner-stone, 
Chosen  of  the  Lord,  and  precious, 
Binding  all  the  Church  in  one, 
Holy  Sion's  help  forever, 
And  her  confidence  alone. 

2  All  that  dedicated  City. 

Dearly  loved  of  God  on  high, 
In  exultant  jubilation 

Pours  perpetual  melody; 
God  the  One  in  Three  adoring 

In  glad  hymns  eternally. 


missions.  243 

3  To  this  Temple,  where  we  call  Thee, 

Come,  0  Lord  of  Hosts,  to-day ; 
With  Thy  wonted  loving-kindness, 

Hear  Thy  servants,  as  they  pray; 
And  Thy  fullest  benediction 

Shed  within  its  walls  alway. 

4  Here  vouchsafe  to  all  Thy  servants 

What  they  ask  of  Thee  to  gain, 
What  they  gain  from  Thee  forever 

With  the  Blessed  to  retain,   " 
And  hereafter  in  Thy  glory 

Evermore  with  Thee  to  reign. 

5  Praise  and  honour  to  the  Father, 

Praise  and  honour  to  the  Son, 
Praise  and  honour  to  the  Spirit, 

Ever  Three,  and  ever  One, 
One  in  might  and  One  in  glory, 

While  eternal  ages  run.     Amen. 


MISSIONS. 

Hymn  474.  (185  Ch.  &  H.)  P.  M. 

SEND  out  Thy  light  and  truth,  0  God  ! 
With  sound  of  trumpet  from  above ; 
Break  not  the  nations  with  Thy  rod, 
But  draw  them  as  with  cords  of  love  ; 
Justice  and  mercy  meet ; 

The  work  is  well  begun, 
Through  every  clime  their  feet, 
Who  bring  glad  tidings,  run  ; 
In  earth,  as  heaven,  Thy  will  be  done. 


244  missions. 

2  Before  Thee  every  idol  fall, 

Rend  the  false  prophet's  veil  of  lies ; 
The  fulness  of  the  Gentiles  call, 
Be  Israel  sav'd,  let  Jacob  rise  : 
Thy  Kingdom  come  indeed  ; 

Thy  church  with  union  bless, 
All  scripture  be  her  creed, 

And  every  tongue  confess 

One  Lord, — the  Lord  our  Righteousness. 

3  Now  for  the  travail  of  His  soul, 

Messiah's  peaceful  reign  advance ; 
From  sea  to  sea,  from  pole  to  pole, 

He  claims  His  pledg'd  inheritance  : 

0  Thou  most  mighty  !  gird 
Thy  sword  upon  Thy  thigh, — 

That  two-edg'd  sword — Thy  word, 
By  which  Thy  foes  shall  die, 
Then  be  new-born  beneath  Thine  eye. 

4  So  perish  all  Thine  enemies, 

Their  enmity  alone  be  slain ; 
Them,  in  the  arms  of  mercy  seize, 

Breathe,  and  their  souls  shall  come  again : 

So  may  Thy  friends  at  length, 
Oft  smitten,  oft  laid  low, 

Forth,  like  the  sun  in  strength, 
Conquering,  to  conquer  go, 
Till  to  Thy  throne  all  nations  flow. 

Hymn  475.  (186  Ch.  &,  H.)  L.  M. 

ARM  of  the  Lord,  awake,  awake  ! 
Put  on  thy  strength  !  the  nations  shake  ! 
And  let  the  world  adoring  see, 
Triumphs  of  mercy  wrought  by  Thee. 


missions.  245 

2  Say  to  the  heathen  from  Thy  throne, 
I  am  Jehovah  —  God  alone-! 

Thy  voice  their  idols  shall  confound, 
And  cast  their  altars  to  the  ground. 

3  Almighty  God  !  Thy  grace  proclaim, 
In  every  land,  of  every  name  ; 

Let  Zion's  time  of  favor  come ; 

Oh  !  bring  the  tribes  of  Israel  home. 

4  Arm  of  the  Lord,  awake,  awake  ! 

Put  on  Thy  strength  !  the  nations  shake  ! 
Let  hostile  powers  before  Thee  fall, 
And  crown  the  Saviour  Lord  of  all. 

Hymn  476.  (189  Ch.  &,  H.)  C.  M. 

DAUGHTER  of  Zion,  from  the  dust, 
Exalt  thy  fallen  head  ; 
Again  in  thy  Redeemer  trust, 
He  calls  thee  from  the  dead. 


2  Awake,  awake,  put  on  thy  strength, 

Thy  beautiful  array ; 
The  day  of  freedom  dawns  at  length, 
The  Lord's  appointed  day. 

3  Rebuild  thy  walls,  thy  bounds  enlarge, 

And  send  thy  heralds  forth  ; 
Say  to  the  South,  "  Give  up  thy  charge," 
And  "  keep  not  back,   0  North !" 
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246  missions. 

4  They  come,  they  come  ;  thine  exiled  bands, 
Where'er  they  rest  or  roam, 
Have  heard  thy  voice  in  distant  lands, 
And  hasten  to  their  home. 


5  Thus,  though  the  universe  shall  burn,     . 
And  God  his  works  destroy, 
With  songs  the  ransom'd  shall  return, 
And  everlasting  joy. 

Hymn  477.  (190  Ch.  &  H.)  III.  5. 

O'ER  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness, 
Look,  my  soul,  be  still  and  gaze  ! 
See  the  promises  advancing 
To  a  glorious  day  of  grace  ; 

Morn  of  gladness ! 
Let  thy  glorious  dawn  appear. 

2  Let  the  dark  benighted  pagan, 
,  Let  the  rude  barbarian  see 
That  divine  and  glorious  conquest, 

Once  obtained  on   Calvary ; 

Let  the  Gospel 
Loud  resound,  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  Kingdoms  wide,  that  sit  in  darkness, 

Grant  them,  Lord,  the  glorious  light ; 
Now,  from  eastern  coast  to  western, 
May  the  morning  chase  the  night; 

Let  Redemption 
Freely  purchased  rule  the  day. 

4  Fly  abroad,  thou  mighty  Gospel, 

Win  and  conquer,  never  cease  : 


missions.  247 

May  thy  lasting,  wide  dominions 
Multiply  and  still  increase: 

Sway  Thy  sceptre, 
Saviour,  all  the  world  around. 

Hymn  478.  (191  Ch.  &  H.)  S.  M. 

LORD  of  the  harvest,  hear 
Thy  needy  servants'  cry ; 
Answer  our  faith's  effectual  prayer, 
And  all  our  wants  supply. 

2  On  Thee  we  humbly  wait, 

Our  wants  are  in  Thy  view ; 
The  harvest,  Lord,  is  truly  great, 
The  labourers  are  few. 

3  Anoint  and  send  forth  more 

Into  Thy  Church  abroad, 
Thy  Spirit  on  their  spirits  pour, 
And  make  them  strong  for  God. 

4  0  let  them  spread  Thy  name, 

Their  mission  fully  prove ; 

Thy  universal  grace  proclaim, 

Thine  aPl-redeeming  love. 

Hymn  479.  (219  Anc.  &,  M.)  P.  M. 

"That  Thy  way  may  be  known  upon  earth,  Thy  saving 
health  among  all  nations." 

GOD  of  grace,  0  let  Thy  light 
Bless  our  dim  and  blinded  sight ; 
Like  the  day-spring  on  the  night, 
Bid  Thy  grace  to  shine. 


248 


MISSIONS. 


2  To  the  nations  led  astray 
ThiDe  eternal  love  display; 
Let  Thy  Truth  direct  their  way 

till  the  world  be  Thine. 

3  Praise  to  Thee,  the  faithful  Lord ; 
Let  all  tongues  in  glad  accord 
Learn  the  good  thanksgiving  word, 

Ever  praising  Thee. 

4  Let  them,  moved  to  gladness,  sing, 
Owniug  Thee  their  Judge  and  King; 
Righteous  Truth  shall  bloom  and  spring 

Where  Thy  rule  shall  be. 

5  Praise  to  Thee,  all-faithful  Lord; 
Let  all  tongues  in  glad  accord 
Speak  the  good  thanksgiving  word, 

Heart-rejoicing  praise. 

6  So  the  fruitful  earth's  increase, 
Bounty  of  the  God  of  peace, 
Never  in  its  course  shall  cease, 

Through  the  length  of  days ; 

f  While  His  grace  our  life  shall  cheer, 
Furthest  lands  shall  own  His  fear, 
Brought  to  Him  in  worship  near, 

Taught  His  mercy's  ways.     Amen 


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PARISH  AND  SUNDAY-SCHOOLS. 

Hymn  ±80.  (195  Ch.  &  H.)  IV.  1. 

OCOME,  let  us  raise 
Our  tribute  of  song ; 
Thanksgiving  and  praise 

To  Jesus  belong ; 
He  came  from  above 
Our  bliss  to  begin, 
Make  perfect  in  love, 
And  free  us  from  sin. 


The  old  and  the  young, 

His  people  by  choice, 
With  heart,  soul,  and  tongue, 

In  Him  may  rejoice ; 
We  meet  Him  to-day 

Triumphantly  crown'd, 
And  welcome  His  way, 

In  chorus  around. 

Hosanna  !  —  that  word 

To  children  is  dear ; 
To  Jesus  our  Lord, 

We'll  echo  it  here ; 
Let  worldlings  despise, 

And  enemies  rail, 
Hosannas  shall  rise, 

Hosannas  prevail. 


250       PARISH    AND   SUNDAY-SCHOOLS. 

4  Gob's  temple  shall  ring, 

While  under  His  eye, 
Hosanna  we  sing, 

For  Jesus  draws  nigh: 
Hosanna  !  onr  breath 

Through  life  shall  proclaim ; 
Hosanna  J  in  death, 

In  glory,  the  same !  •    . 

Hymn  481.  (196  Ch.  &  H.)  II.  6. 

WHEN  His  salvation  bringing 
To  Zion  Jesus  came, 
The  children  all  stood  singing 

Hosanna  to  His  name  ; 
Nor  did  their  zeal  offend  Him, 

But  as  He  went  along, 
He  let  them  still  attend  Him, 
And  smil'd  to  hear  their  song. 
Hosanna  to  Jesus  they  sang. 

2  And  since  the  Lord  retaineth 

His  love  to  children  still, 
Though  now  as  King  He  reigneth 

On  Zion's  heavenly  hill; 
We'll  flock  around  His  banner 

Who  sits  upon   His  throne, 
And  cry  aloud  Hosanna 

To  David's  royal  Son  : 

Hosanna  to  Jesus  we'll  sing. 

3  For  should  we  fail  proclaiming 

Our  great  Redeemer's  praise, 


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The  stones  our  silence  shaming 

Would  their  Hosannas  raise.  ^ 

But  shall  we  only  render 
The  tribute  of  our  words  ? 

No ;  while  our  hearts  are  tender, 
They  too  shall  be  the  Lord's. 
Hosanna  to  Jesus  our  King. 

Hymn  482.         (197  Ch.  &  H.)  III.  3. 

WHAT  a  strange  and  wondrous  story, 
From  the  Book  of  God  is  read  — 
How  the  Lord  of  life  and  glory 
Had  not  where  to  lay  His  head. 

2  How  He  left  His  throne  in  heaven, 

Here  to  suffer,  bleed,  and  die, 
That  my  soul  might  be  forgiven, 
And  ascend  to  God  on  high. 

3  Father  !  let  Thy  Holy  Spirit 

Still  reveal  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  prepare  me  to  inherit 
Glory  where  He  reigns  above ; 

4  There,  with  saints  and  angels  dwelling, 

May  I  that  great  love  proclaim, 
And  with  them  be  ever  telling, 
All  the  wonders  of  His  name. 

Hymn  ±83.  (199  Ch.  &,  H.)  L.  M. 

OLOKD,  behold  before  Thy  throne 
A  band  of  children  lowly  bend  ; 
Thy  face  we  seek,  Thy  name  we  own, 
And  pray  that  Thou  wilt  be  our  friend. 


252       PARISH    AND   SUNDAY-SCHOOLS. 

2  Thou  didst  on  earth  the  young  receive, 
¥  And  gently  fold  them  to  Thy  breast, 

And  say  that  such  in  heaven  should  live, 
For  ever  safe,  for  ever  blest. 

3  Thy  Holy  Spirit's  aid  impart, 

That  He  may  teach  us  how  to  pray  ; 
Make  us  sincere,  and  let  each  heart 
Delight  to  tread  in  wisdom's  way. 

4  Oh,  let  Thy  grace  our  souls  renew, 

And  seal  a  sense  of  pardon  there  ; 
Teach  us  Thy  will  to  know  and  do, 
And  let  us  all  Thine  image  bear. 

Hymn  484.         (200  Ch.  &,  H.)  III.  5. 

IN  the  vineyard  of  our  Father, 
Daily  work  we  find  to  do  ; 
Scatter'd  gleanings  we  may  gather, 
Though  we  are  but  young  and  few ; 

Little  clusters 
Help  to  fill  the  garners,  too. 

2  Toiling  early  in  the  morning, 

Catching  moments  through  the  day, 
Nothing  small  or  lowly  scorning 

While  we  work,  and  watch,  and  pray ; 

Gathering  gladly 
Free-will  offerings  by  the  way. 

3  Not  for  selfish  praise  or  glory, 

Not  for  objects  nothing  worth, 
But  to  send  the  blessed  story 
Of  the  Gospel,  o'er  the  earth, 

Telling  mortals 
Of  our  Lord  and  Saviour's  birth. 


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4  Up  and  ever  at  our  calling, 

Till  in  death  our  lips  are  dumb, 
Or  till  —  sin's  dominion  falling  — 
Christ  shall  in  His  kingdom  come, 

And  His  children 
Reach  their  everlasting  home. 

5  Steadfast  then  in  our  endeavor 

Heavenly  Father,  may  we  be ; 
And  forever,  and  forever, 

We  will  give  the  praise  to  Thee ; 

Hallelujah 
Singing,  all  eternity. 

Hymn  485.         (201  Ch.  &  H.)  III.  2. 

WORDS  are  things  of  little  cost, 
Quickly  spoken,  quickly  lost ; 
We  forget  them,  but  they  stand 
Witnesses  at  God's  right  hand, 
And  their  testimony  bear 
For  us,  or  against  us  there. 

2  Oh,  how  often  ours  have  been 
Idle  words  and  words  of  sin  ! 
Words  of  anger,  scorn,  or  pride, 
Or  deceit,  our  faults  to  hide, 
Envious  tales,  or  strife  unkind, 
Leaving  bitter  thoughts  behind. 

3  Grant  us,  Lord,  from  day  to  day, 
Strength  to  watch,  and  grace  to  pray : 
May  our  lips,  from  sin  kept  free, 
Love  to  speak  and  sing  of  Thee ; 
Till  in  heaven  we  learn  to  raise 
Hymns  of  everlasting  praise. 

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254       PARISH    AND   SUNDAY-SCHOOLS. 


Hymn  486.         (229  Anc.  &  M.)  III.  I. 

"Out  of  the  mouth  of  babes  and  sucklings  Thou  hast  per- 
fected praise." 

GOD  eternal,  mighty  King, 
Unto  Thee  our  praise  we  bring; 
All  the  earth  doth  worship  Thee, 
We  amid  the  throng  would  be. 

2  Holy,  Holy,  Holy !  cry 

Angels  round  Thy  throne  on  high ; 
Lord  of  all  the  heavenly  powers, 
Be  the  same  loud  anthem  ours. 

3  Glorified  Apostles  raise 

Night  and  day  continual  praise ; 
Hast  not  Thou  a  mission  too 
For  Thy  children  here  to  do  ? 

4  With  the  Prophets'  goodly  line 
We  in  mystic  bond  combine  ; 
For  Thou  hast  to  us  revealed 
Things  that  to  the  wise  were  sealed. 

5  Martyrs,  in  a  noble  host, 

Of  the  cross  are  heard  to  boast ; 
Oh,  that  we  our  cross  may  bear, 
And  a  crown  of  glory  wear. 

6  God  eternal,  mighty  King, 
Unto  Thee  our  praise  we  bring; 
To  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 

And  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One.     Amen. 


INFANT   SCHOOLS.  2  00 


INFANT    SCHOOLS. 

Hjmu  487.  (204  Ch.  &,  H.)  P.  M. 

AROUND  the  throne  of  God  in  Heaven 
Thousands  of  children  stand, 
Children  whose  sins  are  all  forgiven, 

A  holy,  happy  band, 
Singing  —  Glory!  glory!  glory! 
Glory  be  to  God  on  high. 

2  In  flowing  robes  of  spotless  white, 

See  every  one  arrayed, 
Dwelling  in  everlasting  light, 

And  joys  that  cannot  fade. 
Singing  —  Glory  !  glory  !  glory  ! 
Glory  be  to  God  on  high. 

3  What  brought  them  to  that  world  above, 

That  heaven  so  bright  and  fair, 
Where  all  is  peace,  and  joy,  and  love, 

How  came  those  children  there  ? 
Singing  —  Glory!  glory!  glory! 
Glory  be  to  God  on  high. 

4  Because  the  Saviour  shed  His  blood 

To  wash  away  their  sin, 
Bath'd  in  that  pure  and  precious  flood 

Behold  them  white  and  clean. 
Singing  —  Glory  !  glory  !  glory  ! 
Glory  be  to  G-od  on  high. 


256  INFANT  SCHOOLS. 

5  On  earth  they  sought  the  Saviour's  grace, 
On  earth  they  lov'd  His  name  ; 
So  now  they  see  Him  face  to  face, 

And  stand  before  the  Lamb. 

Singing  —  Glory!  glory!   glory 

Glory  be  to  God  on  high. 

Hymn  488.  (205  Ch.  &  H.)  P.  M. 

THERE  is  a  happy  land,  far,  far  away. 
Where  saints  in  glory  stand,  bright,  bright 

as  day. 
0,  how  they  sweetly  sins', 
Worthy  is  our  Saviour  King, 
Load  let  His  praises  ring, 
Praise,  praise  for  aye. 

2  Come  to  that  happy  land,  come,  come  away ; 
Why  will  ye  doubting  stand,  why  still  delay  ? 

0,   we  shall  happy  be, 
When  from  sin  and  sorrow  free  ! 
Lord,  we  shall  live  with  Thee, 
Blest,  blest  for  aye. 

3  Bright,  in  that  happy  land,  beams  ev'ry  eye; 
Kept  by  a  Father's  hand,  love  cannot  die. 

0,  then  to  glory  run  ; 
Be  a  crown  and  kingdom  won; 
And  bright,  above  the  sun, 
We  reigu  for  aye. 


INFANT   SCHOOLS.  257 

Hymn  489.  (206  Ch.  &  H.)  III.  1. 

LITTLE  travellers  Zionward, 
Each  one  entering  into  rest, 
In  the  kingdom  of  your  Lord, 

In  the  mansions  of  the  blest, 
There,  to  welcome,  Jesus  waits, 

Gives  the  crowns  His  followers  win — 
Lift  your  heads  ye  golden  gates  ! 
Let  the  little  travellers  in. 


2  Who  are  they  whose  little  feet, 

Pacing  life's  dark  journey  through, 
Now  have  reach M  that  heavenly  seat, 

They  had  ever  kept  in  view  ? 
"I,  from  Greenland's  frozen  land  ;  " 

"  I,  from  India's  sultry  plain  ;  " 
"I,  from  Afric's  burning  sand  ;  " 

"I,  from  islands  of  the  main." 

3  "All  our  earthly  journey  past, 

Every  tear  and  pain  gone  by, 
Here  together  met  at  last, 

At  the  portal  of  the  sky  ! " 
Each  the  welcome  "  Come  "  awaits, 

"  Conqueror  over  death  and  sin  !  " 
Lift  your  heads,  ye  golden  gates, 

Let  the  little  travellers  in ! 


Hymn  490.  (207  Ch.  &  H.)  IV.  3. 

I  THINK  when  I  read  that  sweet  story  of  old, 
When  Jesus  was  here  among  men, 
22*  R 


258  INFANT  SCHOOLS. 

How  He  calVd  little  children  as  larabs  to  His  fold, 
I  should  like  to  have  been  with  them  then. 


2  I  wish  that  His  hands  had  been  plac'd  on  my  head, 
That  His  arm  had  been  thrown  around  me, 
And  that  I  might  have  seen  His  kind  look  when 
He  said, 
"Let  the  little  ones  come  unto  Me." 


3  Yet  still  to  His  footstool  in  prayer  I  may  go, 
And  ask  for  a  share  in  His  love  ; 
And  if  I  thus  earnestly  seek  Him  below, 
I  shall  see  Him  and  hear  Him  above  ; 


4  In  that  beautiful  place  He  is  gone  to  prepare 

For  all  who  are  washed  and  forgiven  ; 
Full  many  dear  children  are  gathering  there, 
"For  of  such  is  the  kingdom  of  heaven." 

5  But  thousands  and  thousands  who  wander  and 

fall, 
Never  heard  of  that  heavenly  home  ; 
I   wish    they   could   know   there   is    room    for 
them  all, 
And  that  Jesus  has  bid  them  to  come. 


6  And  oh,  how  I  long  for  that  glorious  time, 
The  sweetest  and  brightest  and  best, 
When  the  dear  little  children  of  every  clime, 
Shall  crowd  to  His  arms  and  be  blest ! 


CHARITABLE    OCCASIONS.  259 


CHARITABLE    OCCASIONS. 

Hymn  491.  (208  Ch.  &,  H.)  S.  M. 

SOW  in  the  morn  thy  seed ; 
At  eve  hold  not  thy  hand  ; 
To  doubt  and  fear  give  thou  no  heed, 
Broad-cast  it  o'er  the  land. 


2  Thou  know'st  not  which  shall  thrive, 

The  late  or  early  sown; 
Grace  keeps  the  precious  germ  alive, 
When  and  wherever  strown: 

3  And  duly  shall  appear, 

In  verdure,  beauty,  strength, 
The  tender  blade,  the  stalk,  the  ear, 
And  the  full  corn  at  length. 

4  Thou  canst  not  toil  in  vain; 

Cold,  heat,   and  moist,  and  dry, 
Shall  foster  and  mature  the  grain 
For  garners  in  the  sky. 


Hymn  492.  (211  Ch.  &,  H.)  C.  M. 

LORD,  lead  the  way  the  Saviour  went, 
By  lane  and  cell  obscure, 
And  let  love's  treasures  still  be  spent, 
Like  His,  upon  the  poor: 


260  CHARITABLE   OCCASIONS. 

Like  Him  through  scenes  of  deep  distress, 
Who  bore  the  world's  sad  weight, 

We,  in  their  crowded  loneliness, 
Would  seek  the  desolate. 

2  For  Thou  hast  plac'd  us  side  by  side, 

In  this  wide  world  of  ill, 
And,  that  Thy  followers  may  be  tried, 

The  poor  are  with  us  still. 
Mean  are  all  offerings  we  can  make, 

But  Thou  hast  taught  us,  Lord  ! 
If  given  for  the  Saviour's  sake, 

They  lose  not  their  reward. 

Hymn  ±93.  (231  Anc.  &  M.)  C.  M. 

"Inasmuch  as  ye  have  done  it  unto  one  of  the  least  of  these 
3Iy  brethren,  ye  have  done  it  unto  Me." 

FOUNTAIN  of  good,  to  own  Thy  love 
Our  thankful  hearts  incline; 
What  can  we  render,  Lord,  to  Thee, 
When  all  the  worlds  are  Thine  ? 

2  But  Thou  hast  needy  brethren  here, 

Partakers  of  Thy  grace, 
Whose  names  Thou  wilt  Thyself  confess 
Before  the  Father's  face. 

3  And  in  their  accents  of  distress 

Thy  pleading  voice  is  heard, 
In  them  Thou  may'st  be  clothed,  and  fed, 
And  visited,  and  cheered. 

4  Thy  face  with  reverence  and  with  love 

We  in  Thy  poor  would  see ; 


CHARITABLE    OCCASIONS.  261 

0  may  we  minister  to  them, 

And  in  them,  Lord,  to  Thee.     Amen. 

Hymn  494.         (232  Anc.  &  M.)  S.  M. 

H  Bear  ye  one  another's  burthens,  and  so  fulfil  the  law  of 
Christ." 

0  PRAISE  our  God  to-day, 
His  constant  mercy  bless", 
Whose  love  hath  helped  us  on  our. way, 
And  granted  us  success; 

2  His  Arm  the  strength  imparts 

Our  daily  toil  to  bear; 
His  grace  alone  inspires  our  hearts 
Each  other's  load  to  share. 

3  0  happiest  work  below, 

Earnest  of  joy  above, 
To  sweeten  many  a  cup  of  woe 
By  deeds  of  holy  love  ! 

4  Lord,  may  it  be  our  choice 

This  blessed  rule  to  keep, 
"Rejoice  with  them  that  do  rejoice, 
And  weep  with  them  that  weep." 

5  God  of  the  widow,  hear ! 

Our  work  of  mercy  bless ; 
God  of  the  fatherless,  be  near, 
And  grant  us  good  success.     Amen. 


262  AT   SEA. 


AT    SEA. 

Hymn  495.         (212  Ch.  &  H.)  III.  1. 

LORD,  go  with  us,  and  we  go 
Safely  through  the  weariest  length, 
Travelling,  if  Thou  will'st  it  so, 
In  the  greatness  of  Thy  strength. 

2  Through  the  day  and  through  the  dark, 
Over  land  and  over  sea, 
Speed  the  wheel,  and  steer  the  bark, 
Bring  us  where  we  fain  would  be. 

Hymn  496.  (213  Ch.  &  H.)  S.  M. 

OTHOTJ  who  didst  prepare 
The  ocean's  sounding  deep, 
And  bid  the  gath'ring  waters  there 
In  mighty  concourse  sweep : 

2  Toss'd  in  our  reeling  bark 

On  this  tumultuous  sea, 
Thy  wondrous  ways,  0  Lord,  we  mark, 
And   lift  our  hearts  to  Thee. 

3  Borne  on  the  stormy  wave, 

In  measured  sweep  we  go, 
Nor  dread  th'  unfathomable  grave 
That  ever  yawns  below. 


AT  SEA.  263 

4  Jesus  is  nigh  who  trod 

Of  old  that  foaming  spray,. 
Whose  billows  own'd  th'  Incarnate  God, 
And  died  in  calm  away. 


5  Though  swells  the  threatening  tide 
Mounting  to  heaven  above, 
We  know  in  whom  our  souls  confide, 
And  fearless  trust  His  love. 


6  Snatch'd  from  a  darker  deep, 
And  waves  of  wilder  foam, 
Thou,  Lord,  our  trusting  souls  shalt  keep 
And  waft  them  safely  home; 


f  Home  where  no  tempests  sound, 
Nor  angry  waters  roar, 
Nor  troublous  billows  heave  around 
Th'  eternal,  peaceful  shore. 

Hymn  497.  (214  Ch.  &  H.)  III.  5. 

/H  OD  the  Lord  a  King  remaineth, 
\JT  Robed  in  His  own  glorious  light ; 
God  hath  robed  Him,  and  He  reigneth ; 

He  hath  girded  Him  with  might  : 
Hallelujah  ! 

God  is  King  in  depth  and  height. 


Lord  !  the  water-floods  have  lifted, 
Ocean-floods  have  raised  their  roar, 


264  AT   SEA. 

Now  they  pause  where  they  have  drifted, 
Now  they  burst  upon  the  shore : 

Hallelujah  ! 
From  the  ocean's  sounding  store. 

3  With  all  tones  of  waters  blending 

Glorious  is  the  breaking  deep  ; 
Glorious,  beauteous  without  ending:, 
God  who  reigns  on  heaven's  high  steep. 

Hallelujah ! 
Songs  of  ocean  never  sleep. 

4  Lord  !  the  words  Thy  lips  are  telling 

Are  the  perfect  verity ; 
Of  Thine  high,  eternal  dwelling 
Holiness  shall  inmate  be  : 

Hallelujah ! 
Pure  is  all  that  lives  with  Thee. 

Hymn  idS.         (222  Anc.  &  M.)  II.  3. 

"  These  men  see  the  works  of  the  Lord,  and  His  wonders  in 
the  deep." 

INTERNAL  Father,  strong  to  save, 
J  Whose  arm  hath  bound  the  restless  wave, 
Who  bid'st  the  mighty  ocean  deep 
Its  own  appointed  limits  keep  ; 
O  hear  us  when  we  cry  to  Thee 
For  those  in  peril  on  the  sea. 

2  0  Christ,  whose  voice  the  waters  heard 
And  hushed  their  raging  at  Thy  word, 
Who  walkedst  on  the  foaming  deep, 
And  calm  amidst  its  rage  didst  sleep; 

0  hear  us  when  we  cry  to  Thee 

For  those  in  peril  on  the  sea. 


FUNERALS.  265 

3  Most  Holy  Spirit,  who  didst  brood 
Upon  the  chaos  dark  and  rude, 
And  bid  its  angry  tumult  cease," 
And  give,  for  wild  confusion,  peace; 

0  hear  us  when  we  cry  to  Thee 
For  those  in  peril  on  the  sea. 

4  0  Trinity  of  love  and  power, 

Our  brethren  shield  in  danger's  hour; 
From  rock  and  tempest,  fire  and  foe, 
Protect  them  wheresoe'er  they  go  ;    = 
Thus  evermore  shall  rise  to  Thee 
Glad  hymns  of  praise  from  land  and  sea. 

Amen. 


FUNERALS. 

Hymn  499.  (215  Ch.  &  H.)  L.  M 

ASLEEP  in  Jesus  !  blessed  sleep  ! 
From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep; 
A  calm  and  undisturbed  repose, 
Unbroken  by  the  last  of  foes. 

2  Asleep  in  Jesus,  oh  !  how  sweet, 
To  be  for  such  a  slumber  meet ; 
With  holy  confidence  to  sing 
That  death  hath  lost  its  painful  sting. 

3  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  peaceful  rest ! 
Whose  waking  is  supremely  blest ; 
No  fear,  no  woe  shall  dim  that  hour 
That  manifests  the  Saviour's  power. 

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266  FUNERALS. 

4  Asleep  in  Jesus,  oh  !  for  me 
May  such  a  blissful  refuge  be ; 
Securely  shall  my  ashes  lie, 
Waiting  the  summons  from  on  high. 

5  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  far  from  thee 
Thy  kindred  and  their  graves  may  be ; 
But  there  is  still  a  blessed  sleep, 
From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep. 

Hymn  500.  (221  Ch.  &  H.)  S.  M. 

THE  voice  at  midnight  came ; 
He  started  up  to  hear ; 
A  mortal  arrow  pierc'd  his  frame, 
He  fell,  but  felt  no  fear. 


2  Tranquil  amid  alarms, 

It  found  him  on  the  field, 
A  veteran  slumbering  on  his  arms, 
Beneath  his  red-cross  shield. 

3  At  midnight  came  the  cry, 

"  To  meet  thy  God  prepare  !  " 
He  woke  —  and  caught  his  Captain's  eye, 
Then  strong  in  faith  and  prayer, 

4  His  spirit  with  a  bound, 

Left  its  encumbering  clay; 
His  tent,  at  sunrise,  on  the  ground, 
A  darkened  ruin  lay. 


5  The  pains  of  death  are  past, 
Labour  and  sorrow  cease  j 


HOLY   MATBIMONY.  267 

And  life's  long  warfare  clos'd  at  last, 
His  soul  is  found  in  peace. 


HOLY    MATRIMONY. 
Hymn  501.         (213  Anc.  &,  M.)  S.  M. 

"Both  Jesus  was  called,  and  His  disciples,  to  the  marriage." 

HOW  welcome  was  the  call, 
And  sweet  the  festal  lay, 
When  Jesus  deigned  in  Cana's  hall 
To  bless  the  marriage  day. 

2  And  happy  was  the  Bride, 

And  glad  the  Bridegroom's  heart, 
For  He  who  tarried  at  their  side 
Bade  grief  and  ill  depart. 

3  His  gracious  power  divine 

The  water-vessels  knew; 
And  plenteous  was  the  mystic  wine 
The  wondering  servants  drew. 

4  0  Lord  of  life  and  love, 

Come  Thou  again  to-day  ; 
And  bring  a  blessing  from  above 
That  ne'er  shall  pass  away. 

5  Oh,  bless,  as  erst  of  old, 

The  Bridegroom  and  the  Bride  ; 
Bless  with  the  holier  stream  that  flowed 
Forth  from  Thy  pierced  Side. 


268  EMBER   DAYS. 

6  Before  Thine  Altar  throne 
This  mercy  we  implore; 
As  Thou  dost  knit  them,  Lord,  in  one, 
So  bless  them  evermore.     Amen. 


EMBER    DAYS. 
Hymn  502.  (215  Anc.  &.  M.)  L.  M. 

"Let  Thy  priests  be  clothed  with  righteousness." 

JORD,  pour  Thy  Spirit  from  on  high, 
j  And  Thine  ordained  servants  bless ; 
Graces  and  gifts  to  each  supply, 

And  clothe  Thy  priests  with  righteousness. 

2  Within  Thy  temple  when  they  stand, 

To  teach  the  truth  as  taught  by  Thee, 
Saviour,  like  stars  in  Thy  right  hand, 
Let  all  Thy  Church's  pastors  be. 

3  Wisdom,  and  zeal,  and  love  impart, 

Firmness  and  meekness  from  above, 
To  bear  Thy  people  in  their  heart, 

And  love  the  souls  whom  Thou  dost  love  : 

4  To  love,  and  pray,  and  never  faint, 

By  day  and  night  their  guard  to  keep, 
To  warn  the  sinner,  form  the  saint, 

To  feed  Thy  lambs  and  tend  Thy  sheep. 

5  So,  when  their  work  is  finished  here, 

They  may  in  hope  their  charge  resign  ; 
So,  when  their  Master  shall  appear, 
They  may  with  crowns  of  glory  shine. 

Amen. 


EMBER   DAYS.  269 

Hymn  503.         (216  Anc.  &  M.)  L.  M. 

"Unto  every  one  of  us  is  given  grace;    according  to  the 
measure  of  the  gift  of  Christ." 

0  GUARDIAN  of  the  Church  Divine, 
The  sevenfold  gifts  of  grace  are  Thine, 
And  kindled  by  Thy  hidden  fires 
The  soul  to  highest  aims  aspires. 

2  Thy  Priests  with  wisdom,  Lord,  endue, 
Their  hearts  with  love  and  zeal  renew ; 
Turn  all  their  weakness  into  mig'ht, 

O  Thou,  the  source  of  life  and  light. 

3  Spirit  of  truth,  on  us  bestow 

The  faith  in  all  its  power  to  know ; 
That  with  the  saints  of  ages  gone, 
And  those  to  come,  we  may  be  one. 

4  Protect  Thy  Church  from  every  foe, 
And  peace,  the  fruit  of  love,  bestow ; 
Convert  the  world,  make  all  confess 
The  glories  of  Thy  righteousness. 

5  All  praise  to  God  the  Father  be, 
All  praise,  Eternal  Son,  to  Thee, 
Whom  with  the  Spirit  we  adore 
For  ever  and  for  evermore.     Amen. 

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270     NATIVITY   OF   ST.    JOHN    BAPTIST. 


NATIVITY  OF  ST.  JOHN  BAPTIST. 
Hymn  504.*       (251  Anc.  &,  M.)  II.  4. 

"Repent  ye,  for  the  kingdom  of  heaven  is  at  hand." 

LO  !  from  the  desert  homes, 
Where  he  hath  hid  so  long, 
The  new  Elias  comes, 

In  sternest  wisdom  strong; 
The  voice  that  cries 
Of  Christ  from  high, 
And  judgment  nigh 
From  opening  skies.  ' 

2  Your  God  e'en  now  doth  stand 

At  heaven's  opening  door, 
His  fan  is  in  His  haud, 

And  He  will  purge  His  floor ; 
The  wheat  He  claims, 
•  And  with  Him  stows, 

The  chaff  He  throws 
To  quenchless  flames. 

3  Ye  haughty  mountains,  bow 

Your  sky-aspiring  heads; 
Ye  valleys,  hiding  low, 
Lift  up  your  gentle  meads ; 
Make  His  way  plain 
Your  King  before, 
For  evermore 
He  comes  to  reign. 


ST.    MICHAEL    AND   ALL   ANGELS.      271 

May  thy  dread  voice  around, 
Thou  harbinger  of  Light,  . 
On  our  dull  ears  still  sound, 
Lest  here  we  sleep  in  night, 
Till  judgment  come, 
And  on  our  path 
Shall  burst  the  wrath, 
And  deathless  doom. 

0  God,  with  love's  sweet  might, 

Who  dost  anoint  and  arm 
Thy  soldiers  for  the  fight 

With  grace  that  shields  from  harm, 
Thrice  Blessed  Three, 
Heaven's  endless  days 
Shall  sing  Thy  praise 
Eternally.     Amen. 


ST.  MICHAEL  AND  ALL  ANGELS. 
Hymn  505.    (253  Anc.  &  M.)      III.  1. 

"0  praise  the  Lord,  all  ye  His  hosts ;  ye  servants  of  His  that 
do  His  pleasure." 

PRAISE  to  God  who  reigns  above, 
Binding  earth  and  heaven  in  love; 
All  the  armies  of  the  sky 
Worship  His  dread  sovereignty. 

2  Seraphim  His  praises  sing, 
Cherubim  on  fourfold  wing, 
Thrones,  Dominions,  Princes,  Powers, 
Ranks  of  Might  that  never  cowers. 


272      ST.    MICHAEL   AXD    ALL   ANGELA. 

3  Angel-hosts  His  word  fulfil, 
Ruling  nature  by  His  will : 
Round  His  throne  Archangels  pour 
Songs  of  praise  for  evermore. 

4  Yet  on  man  they  joy  to  wait, 
All  that  bright  celestial  state, 
For  true  Man  their  Lord  they  see, 
Christ,  the  Incarnate  Deity. 

5  On  the  throne  our  Lord  who  died 
Sits  in  manhood  glorified, 
Where  His  people  faint  below, 
Angels  count  it  joy  to  go. 

6  0  the  depths  of  joy  divine 
Thrilling  through  those  orders  nine, 
When  the  lost  are  found  again, 
When  the  banished  come  to  reign. 

T  Xow  in  faith,  in  hope,  in  love, 
We  will  join  the  choirs  above, 
Praising,  with  the  heavenly  host, 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost.     Amen. 

Hymn  506.  254  Anc.  &  M.)  L.  11 

"Are  they  not  all  ministering  spirits,  sent  forth  to  minister 
for  them  who  shall  be  heirs  of  salvation?-' 

rFHEY  come,  God's  Messengers  of  love, 
JL  They  come  from  realms  of  peace  above, 
From  homes  of  never-fading  light, 
From  blissful  mansions  ever  bright. 

2  They  come  to  watch  around  us  here, 
To  soothe  our  sorrow,  calm  our  fear  : 
Ye  heavenly  guides,  speed  not  away, 
God  willeth  you  with  us  to  stay. 


273 


3  But  chiefly  at  its  journey's  end 
'Tis  yours  the  spirit  to  befriend, 
And  whisper  to  the  willing  heart, 
"0  Christian  soul,  in  peace  depart." 

4  Blest  Jesu,  Thou,  whose  groans  and  tears 
Have  sanctified  frail  nature's  fears, 

To  earth  in  bitter  sorrow  weighed, 
Thou  didst  not  scorn  Thine  Angels'  aid. 

5  An  Angel  guard  to  us  supply, 
When  on  the  bed  of  death  we  lie ; 
And  by  Thine  own  Almighty  power 
O  shield  us  in  the  last  dread  hour. 

6  To  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
From  all  above  and  all  below 

Let  joyful  praise  unceasing  flow.     Amen. 


ALL    SAINTS'    DAY. 
Hymn  507.         (255  Anc.  &  M.)  III.  4. 

"What  are  these  which  are  arrayed  in  white  rohes?  and 
whence  came  they  ?" 

WHO  are  these  like  stars  appearing, 
These,  before  God's  Throne  who  stand? 
Each  a  golden  crown  is  wearing, 

Who  are  all  this  glorious  band  ? 
Alleluia  !  hark  they  sing, 
Praising  loud  their  heavenly  King. 


274  ALL  saints'  day. 

2  Who  are  these  in  dazzling  brightness, 

Clothed  in  God's  own  righteousness, 
These,  whose  robes  of  purest  whiteness 

Shall  their  lustre  still  possess, 
Still  untouched  by  time's  rude  hand, 
Whence  conies  all  this  glorious  band  ? 

3  These  are  they  who  have  contended 

For  their  Saviour's  honour  long, 
Wrestling  on  till  life  was  ended, 

Following  not  the  sinful  throng; 
These,  who  well  the  fight  sustained, 
Triumph  by  the  Lamb  have  gained. 

4  These  are  they  whose  hearts  were  riven, 

Sore  with  woe  and  anguish  tried, 
Who  in  prayer  full  oft  have  striven 

With  the  God  they  glorified ; 
Now,  their  painful  conflict  o'er, 
God  has  bid  them  weep  no  more. 

5  These,  the  Almighty  contemplating, 

Did  as  priests  before  Him  stand, 
Soul  and  body  always  waiting 

Day  and  night  at  His  command : 
Now  in  God's  most  holy  place 
Blest  they  stand  before  His  face.     Amen. 

Hymn  508.        (256  Anc.  &,  M.)  P.  M. 

"And  the  city  had  no  need  of  the  sun,  neither  of  the  moon,  to 
shine  in  it;  for  the  glory  of  God  did  lighten  it,  and  the 
Lamb  is  the  Light  thereof." 


0 


HEAVENLY  Jerusalem, 
Of  everlasting  halls, 


ALL  saints'  day.  275 

Thrice  blessed  are  the  people 
Thou  storest  in  thy  walls. 

2  Thou  art  the  golden  mansion, 

Where  saints  forever  sing; 
The  seat  of  God's  own  chosen, 
The  palace  of  the  King. 

3  There  God  forever  sitteth, 

Himself  of  all  the  Crown ; 
The  Lamb,  the  Light  that  shinefh, 
And  never  goeth  down. 

4  Naught  to  this  seat  approacheth, 

Their  sweet  peace  to  molest; 
They  sing  their  God  forever, 
Nor  day  nor  night  they  rest. 

5  Sure  Hope  doth  thither  lead  us ; 

Our  longings  thither  tend ; 
May  short-lived  toil  ne'er  daunt  us 
For  joys  that  cannot  end. 

6  To  Christ  the  Sun  that  lightens 

His  Church  above,  below; 
To  Father  and  to  Spirit 

All  things  created  bow.     Amen. 


276  APOSTLES. 


APOSTLES. 


Hymn  509.        (257  Anc.  &  m.j  L.  M. 

"And  the  wall  of  the  city  had  twelve  foundations,  and  in  them 
the  names  of  the  twelve  Apostles  of  the  Lamb." 

I^HE  eternal  gifts  of  Christ  the  King, 
.   The  Apostles'  glory,  let  us  sing; 
And  all,  with  hearts  of  gladness,  raise 
Due  hymns  of  thankful  love  and  praise. 

2  For  they  the  Churches'  princes  are, 
Triumphant  leaders  in  the  war, 

In  heavenly  courts  a  warrior  band, 
True  lights  to  lighten  every  land. 

3  Theirs  is  the  steadfast  faith  of  saints, 
And  hope  that  never  yields  nor  faints, 
And  love  of  Christ  in  perfect  glow, 
That  lays  the  prince  of  this  world  low. 

4  In  them  the  Father's  glory  shone, 
In  them  the  will  of  God  the  Son, 
In  them  exults  the  Holy  Ghost, 
Through  them  rejoice  the  heavenly  host. 

5  To  Thee,  Redeemer,  now  we  cry, 
That  Thou  wouldst  join  to  theni  on  high 
Thy  servants,  who  this  grace  implore, 
For  ever  and  for  evermore.     Amen. 

Hymn  510.        (258  Anc.  &,  M.)  IV.  1. 

"Their  sound  went  into  all  the  earth,  and  their  words  unto 
the  ends  of  the  world." 

DISPOSER  Supreme, 
And  Judge  of  the  earth, 


APOSTLES.  277 


Who  choosest  for  Thine 
The  weak  and  the  poor; 

To  frail  earthen  vessels 
And  things  of  no  worth 

Entrusting  Thy  riches 
Which  aye  shall  endure  j 

2  Those  vessels  soon  fail, 

Though  full  of  Thy  light, 
And  at  Thy  decree 

Are  broken  and  gone  ; 
Thence  brightly  appeareth 

Thy  truth  in  its  might, 
As  through  the  clouds  riven 

The  lightnings  have  shone. 

8  Like  clouds  are  they  borne 

To  do  Thy  great  will, 
And  swift  as  the  winds 

About  the  world  go ; 
The  Word  with  His  wisdom 

Their  spirits  doth  fill, 
They  thunder,  they  lighten, 

The  waters  o'er  flow. 

4  Their  sound  goeth  forth, 

"  Christ  Jesus  the  Lord  ;M 
Then  Satan  doth  fear, 

His  citadels  fall : 
As  when  the  dread  trumpets 

Went  forth  at  Thy  word, 
And  one  long  blast  shattered 
'    The  Canaanite's  wall. 

5  0  loud  be  their  trump, 

And  stirring  their  sound, 


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278  EVANGELISTS. 

To  rouse  us,  0  Lord, 
From  slumber  of  sin : 

The  lights  Thou  hast  kindled 
In  darkness  around, 

Oh,  may  they  illumine 
Our  spirits  within. 

6  All  honour  and  praise, 

Dominion  and  might, 
To  God,  Three  in  One, 

Eternally  be, 
Who  round  us  hath  shed 

His  own  marvellous  light, 
And  called  us  from  darkness 

His  glory  to  see.     Amen. 


EVANGELISTS. 


Hymn  511.         (260  Anc.  &  M.)  C.  M. 

"Behold  upon  the  mountains  the  feet  of  Him  that  bringeth 
good  tidings,  that  publisheth  peace." 

BEHOLD  the  messengers  of  Christ, 
Who  sow  in  every  place 
The  unveiled  mysteries  of  God, 
The  Gospel  of  His  grace. 

2  The  things,  through  mists  and  shadows  dim, 

By  holy  prophets  seen, 
In  the  full  light  of  day  they  saw, 
With  not  a  cloud  between. 

3  What  Christ,  True  Man,  divinely  wrought, 

What  God  in  Manhood  bore, 


EVANGELISTS.  279 

They  wrote  as  God  inspired  in  words 
That  live  for  evermore. 

4  Although  in  space  and  time  apart, 

One  Spirit  ruled  them  all ; 

And  in  their  Sacred  pages  still 

We  hear  that  Spirit's  call. 

5  To  God,  the  Blessed  Three  in  One, 

Be  glory,  praise,  and  might, 
Who  called  us  from  the  shades  of  death 
To  His  own  glorious  light.     Amen. 

Hymn  512.         (261  Anc.  &  IKI.)  P.  M. 

''And  a  River  went  out  of  Eden  to  water  the  garden  ;  and  from 
thence  it  was  parted,  and  became  into  four  heads." 

COME,  pure  hearts,  in  sweetest  measures 
Sing  of  those  who  spread  the  treasures 
In  the  holy  Gospels  shrined ; 
Blessed  tidings  of  salvation, 
Peace  on  earth  their  proclamation, 
Love  from  God  to  lost  mankind. 

2  See  the  Rivers  four  that  gladden 
With  their  streams  the  better  Eden 

Planted  by  our  Lord  most  dear ; 
Christ  the  Fountain,  these  the  waters, 
Drink,  0  Sion's  sons  and  daughters, 

Drink  and  find  salvation  here. 

3  0  that  we,  Thy  truth  confessing, 
And  Thy  holy  word  possessing, 

Jesu,  may  Thy  love  adore  j 


280  MARTYRS,    ETC. 

Unto  Thee  our  voices  raising, 
Thee  with  all  Thy  ransomed  praising, 
Ever  and  for  evermore.     Amen. 


MARTYRS,  Etc. 
Hymn  518.        (262  Anc.  &  M.)  C.  M. 

"  These  are  they  which  came  out  of  great  tribulation  and  have 
washed  their  robes  and  made  them  white  in  the  Blood  of  the 
Lamb." 

HOW  bright  those  glorious  spirits  shine, 
Whence  all  their  white  array? 
How  came  they  to  the  blissful  seats 
Of  everlasting  day  ? 

2  Lo,  these  are  they  from  sufferings  great 
Who  came  to  realms  of  light ; 
And  in  the  Blood  of  Christ  have  washed 
Those  robes  which  shine  so  bright. 

.  3  Now  with  triumphal  palms  they  stand 
Before  the  Throne  on  high, 
And  serve  the  God  they  love  amidst 
The  glories  of  the  sky. 

4  Hunger  and  thirst  are  felt  no  more, 

Nor  sun  with  scorching  ray  ; 
God  is  their  Sun,  whose  cheering  beams 
Diffuse  eternal  day. 

5  The  Lamb,  who  reigns  upon  the  throne, 

Shall  o'er  them  still  preside, 


MARTYKS,    ETC.  281 

Feed  them  with  nourishment  divine, 
And  all  their  footsteps  guide. 

6  'Mid  pastures  green  He'll  lead  His  flock, 

Where  living  streams  appear ; 
And  God  the  Lord  from  every  eye 
Shall  wipe  off  every  tear. 

7  To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  God  whom  we  adore, 
Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now, 

And  shall  be  evermore.     Amen. 

Hymn  514.         (264  Anc.  &  M.)  L.  M. 

"  Blessed  is  the  man  that  endureth  temptation,  for  when  he  is 
tried  he  shall  receive  the  crown  of  life." 

OGOD,  Thy  soldiers'  great  Reward, 
Their  Portion,  Crown,  and  faithful  Lord, 
From  all  transgressions  set  us  free 
Who  sing  Thy  martyr's  victory. 

2  By  wisdom  taught  he  learned  to  know 
The  vanity  of  all  below, 

The  fleeting  joys  of  earth  disdained, 
And  everlasting  glory  gained. 

3  Right  manfully  his  cross  he  bore, 
And  ran  his  race  of  torments  sore, 
For  Thee  he  poured  his  life  away, 
With  Thee  he  lives  in  endless  day. 

4  We  therefore  pray  Thee,  Lord  of  Love, 
Regard  us  from  Thy  throne  above  ; 
On  this  Thy  martyr's  triumph-day, 
Wash  every  stain  of  sin  away. 

24  * 


282  MARTYRS,    ETC. 

5  All  praise  to  God  the  Father  be, 
All  praise,  Eternal  Son,  to  Thee, 
Whom  with  the  Spirit  we  adore 
For  ever  and  for  evermore.     Amen. 

Hymn  515.  (265  Anc.  &  M.)  S.  M. 

"  Be  tliou  faithful  unto  death,  and  I  will  give  thee  a  crown  of 
life." 

FOR  man  the  Saviour  shed 
His  all-atoning  Blood, 
And  oh,  shall  ransomed  man  refuse 
To  suffer  for  his  God  ? 

2  Ashamed  who  now  can  be 

To  own  the  Crucified? 
Nay,  rather  be  our  glory  this, 
To  die  for  Him  who  died. 

3  So  felt  Thy  martyr,  Lord  ; 

By  Thy  right  hand  sustained, 
He  waged  for  Thee  the  battle's  strife, 
And  threatened  death  disdained. 

4  Upon  the  golden  crown 

Gazing  with  eager  breath, 
He  fought  as  one  who  fain  would  die, 
And,  dying,  conquer  death- 

5  Alone  he  stood  unmoved 

Amid  his  cruel  foes, 
O  wondrous  was  the  might  that  then 
Above  his  torturers  rose  1 


MAKTYRS,    ETC.  283 

6  Lord,  give  us  grace  to  bear 
Like  him  our  cross  of  shame, 
To  do  and  suffer  what  Thou  wilt, 
For  love  of  Thy  dear  Name. 

*J  Jesu,  the  King  of  saints, 

We  praise  Thee  and  adore, 
Who  art  with  God  the  Father  One 
And  Spirit  evermore.     Amen. 

Hymn  516.         (267  Anc.  &  M.)  L.  M. 

"  Whosoever  shall  confess  Me  before  men,  him  will  I  confess 
before  My  Father  which  is  in  heaven." 

NOT  by  the  martyr's  death  alone 
The  saint  his  crown  in  heaven  has  won, 
There  is  a  triumph  robe  on  high 
For  bloodless  fields  of  victory. 

2  What  though  he  was  not  called  to  feel 
The  cross,  or  flame,  or  torturing  wheel, 
Yet  daily  to  the  world  he  died, 

His  flesh,  through  grace,  he  crucified. 

3  What  though  nor  chains,  nor  scourges  sore, 
Nor  cruel  beasts  his  members  tore, 
Enough  if  perfect  love  arise 

To  Christ  a  grateful  sacrifice. 

4  Lord,  grant  us  so  to  Thee  to  turn 
That  we  to  die  through  life  may  learn, 
And  thus,  when  life's  brief  day  is  o'er, 
Rejoice  with  Thee  for  evermore. 

5  0  Fount  of  sanctity  and  love, 
0  perfect  Rest  of  saints  above, 
All  praise,  all  glory  be  to  Thee, 

Both  now  and  through  eternity.     Amen. 


284  MARTYKS,    ETC. 

Hymn  517.  (270  Anc.  &  M.)  S.  M. 

«L  John,  who  also  am  your  brother  and  companion  in  tribula- 
tion, and  in  the  kingdom  and  patience  of  Jesus  Christ  was 
in  the  isle  which  is  called  Patmos^for  the  Word  of  God  and 
for  the  testimony  of  Jesus  Christ." 

AN  exile  for  the  Faith 
Of  his  Incarnate  Lord, 
Beyond  the  stars,  beyond  all  space, 
His  soul  in  vision  soared : 

2  There  saw  in  glory  Him 

Who  liveth,  and  was  dead ; 
There  Judah's  Lion  and  the  Lamb 
That  for  our  ransom  bled : 

3  There  of  the  Kingdom  learnt 

The  mysteries  sublime ; 
How,  sown  in  martyrs'  blood,  the  Faith 
Should  spread  from  clime  to  clime. 

4  Lord,  give  us  grace,  like  him, 

In  Thee  to  live  and  die  ; 
To  spurn  the  fleeting  things  of  earth, 
And  seek  for  joys  on  high. 

5  Jesu,  our  risen  Lord, 

We  praise  Thee  and  adore, 
Who  art  with  God  the  Father  One 
And  Spirit  evermore.     Amen. 

Hymn  518.  (271  Anc.  &  M.)  C.  M. 

"  Mary  Magdalene,  out  of  whom  He  had  cast  seven  devils.'1 

HON  of  the  Highest,  deign  to  cast 
O  On  us  a  pitying  eye, 


MARTYRS,    ETC.  285 

Thou  who  repentant  Magdalene 
Didst  call  to  joys  on  high. . 

2  The  long-lost  coin  is  stored  at  length 

In  tre.asure-house  divine, 
The  precious  gem  from  filth  is  cleansed, 
And  doth  the  stars  outshine. 

3  Jesu,  the  balm  of  every  wound, 

The  sinner's  only  stay, 
Grant  us,  like  Magdalene,  to  weep 
In  this  Thy  mercy's  day. 

4  Absolve  us  bv  Thy  gracious  Word, 

Fulfil  us  with  Thy  love, 
And  guide  us  through  the  storms  of  life 
To  perfect  rest  above. 

5  All  praise,  all  glory  be  to  Thee, 

One  everlasting  Lord, 
Whose  mercy  doth  our  souls  forgive, 
Whose  bounty  doth  reward.     Amen. 

Hymn  519.  (273  Anc.  &  M.)  S.  M. 

"And  they  glorified  God  in  me." 

FOR  Thy  dear  saint,  O  Lord, 
Who  strove  in  Thee  to  live, 
Who  followed  Thee,  obeyed,  adored, 
Our  grateful  hymn  receive. 

2  For  Thy  dear  saint,  O  Lord, 
Who  strove  in  Thee  to  die, 
And  found  in  Thee  a  full  reward, 
Accept  our  thankful  cry. 


286  INVITATION. 

3  Thine  earthly  members  fit 

To  join  Thy  saints  above, 
In  one  communion  ever  knit, 
One  fellowship  of  love.  . 

4  Jesu,  Thy  Name  we  bless, 

And  humbly  pray  that  we 
May  follow  them  in  holiness, 
Who  lived  and  died  for  Thee. 

5  All  might,  all  praise,  be  Thine, 

Father,  coequal  Son, 
And  Spirit,  Bond  of  love  divine, 
While  endless  ages  run.     Amen. 


INVITATION. 
Hymn  520.         (158  Anc.  &  M.)  C.  M. 

"  Come  unto  Me,  all  ye  that  labour  and  are  heavy-laden,  and 
I  will  give  you  rest." 

ALL  ye  who  seek  for  sure  relief 
In  trouble  and  distress, 
Whatever  sorrow  vex  the  mind, 
Or  guilt  the  soul  oppress : 

2  Jesus,  who  gave  Himself  for  you, 

Upon  the  Cross  to  die, 
Opens  to  you  His  sacred  Heart: 
Oh,  to  that  Heart  draw  nigh. 

3  Ye  hear  how  kindly  He  invites; 

Ye  hear  His  wTords  so  blest: 
"  All  ye  that  labour,  come  to  Me, 
And  I  will  give  you  rest.-' 


INVITATION.  287 

4  0  Jesus,  Joy  of  saints  on  high, 

Thou  Hope  of  sinners  here; 
Attracted  by  those  loving  words, 
To  Thee  I  lift  my  prayer. 

5  Wash  Thou  my  wounds  in  that  dear  Blood 

Which  forth  from  Thee  doth  flow ; 
New  grace,  new  hope  inspire  ;  a  new 
And  better  heart  bestow.     Amen. 

Hymn  521.  (165  Anc.  &,  M.)  L.  M. 

u  If  any  man  will  come  after  Me,  let  him  deny  himself,  and  take 
up  his  cross  and  follow  Me." 

TAKE  up  thy  cross,  the  Saviour  said, 
If  Thou  would'st  My  disciple  be  ; 
Deny  thyself,  the  world  forsake, 
And  humbly  follow  after  Me. 

2  Take  up  thy  cross ;  let  not  its  weight 

Fill  thy  weak  spirit  with  alarm  ; 
His  strength  shall  bear  thy  spirit  up, 
And  brace  thy  heart,  and  nerve  thine  arm, 

3  Take  up  thy  cross,  nor  heed  the  shame ; 

Nor  let  thy  foolish  pride  rebel  : 
Thy  Lord  for  thee  the  cross  endured, 
To  save  thy  soul  from  death  and  hell. 

4  Take  up  thy  cross  then  in  His  strength, 

And  calmly  every  danger  brave  ; 
'Twill  guide  thee  to  a  better  home, 
And  lead  to  victory  o'er  the  grave. 

5  Take  up  thy  cross,  and  follow  Christ, 

Nor  think  till  death  to  lay  it  down ; 


288  INVITATION. 

For  only  he  who  bears  the  cross 

May  hope  to  wear  the  glorious  crown. 

6  To  Thee,  great  Lord,  the  One  in  Three, 
All  praise  for  evermore  ascend  ; 
0  grant  us  in  our  home  to  see 

The  heavenly  life  that  knows  no  end.  Amen. 

Hymn  522.  (222  Ch.  &  H.)  III.  5. 

COME,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  needy, 
Weak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore ; 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you, 
And  His  heart  with  love  runs  o'er ; 

He  is  able, 
He  is  willing  :  doubt  no  more. 

2  Come,  ye  needy,  come  and  welcome ; 

God's  free  bounty  glorify; 
True  belief  and  true  repentance, 
Every  grace  that  brings  you  nigh, 

Without  money, 
Come  to  Jesus  Christ  and  buy. 

3  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger; 

Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream : 
All  the  fitness  He  requireth 
Is  to  feel  your  need  of  Him : 

This  He  gives  you, 
'Tis  the  Spirit's  rising  beam. 

4  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy-laden, 

Lost  and  ruined  by  the  fall, 
If  you  tarry  till  you're  better, 
You  will  never  come  at  all : 


INVITATION.  289 

Not  the  righteous, 
Sinners  Jesus  came  to  call. 

5  Agonizing;  in  the  garden, 

Your  Redeemer  prostrate  lies  ; 

On  the  bloody  tree  behold  Him  I 

Hear  Him  cry,  before  He  dies, 

It  is  finish'd  ! 
Sinners,  will  not  this  suffice? 

6  Lo  !  th'  incarnate  God  ascending^ 

Pleads  the  merit  of  His  blood ; 
Venture  on  Him  —  venture  wholly, 
Let  no  other  trust  intrude ; 

None  but  Jesus 
Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 

7  Saints  and  angels,  joined  in  concert, 

Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lamb  ; 
While  the  blissful  courts  of  heaven 
Sweetly  echo  with  His  name; 

Hallelujah  ! 
Sinners  here  may  sing  the  same. 

Hymn  523.         (223  Ch.  &,  H.)  III.  5. 

COME,  ye  souls,  by  sin  afflicted, 
Bow'd  with  fruitless  sorrow  down ; 
By  the  perfect  law  convicted, 

Through  the  cross  behold  the  crown ! 
Look  to  Jesus, 
Mercy  flows  from  Him  alone. 

2  Take  His  easy  yoke,  and  wear  it, 
Love  will  make  obedience  sweet ; 
25  T 


290  INVITATION. 

Christ  will  give  you  strength  to  bear  it, 
While  His  wisdom  guides  your  feet 
Safe  to  glory, 
Where  His  ransom 'd  captives  meet. 

3  Sweet  as  home  to  pilgrims  weary, 
Light  to  newly  opened  eyes, 
Or  full  springs  in  deserts  dreary, 
Is  the  rest  the  cross  supplies : 
All  who  taste  it 
Shall  to  joys  immortal  rise. 

Hymn  524.         (224  Ch.  &,  H.)  < 

LO  1  Jesus  stands  with  open  arms  ; 
He  calls,  He  bids  you  come  : 
Guilt  holds  you  back,  and  fear  alarm? 
But  see,  there  yet  is  room. 

2  0  come,  and  with  His  children  taste 

The  blessings  of  His  love  ; 
While  hope  attends  the  sweet  repast 
Of  nobler  joys  above. 

3  There,  with  united  heart  and  voice, 

Before  th'  eternal  throne, 
Ten  thousand  thousand  souls  rejoice, 
In  ecstacies  unknown. 

4  And  yet  ten  thousand  thousand  more 

Are  welcome  still  to  come  : 
Ye  longing  souls,  the  grace  adore ; 
Oh !  come,  there  yet  is  room. 


INVITATION.  291 

Hymn  525.         (225  Ch.  &,  H.)  L-  M. 

BEHOLD  a  stranger  at  the  door  I 
He  gently  knocks,  has  knocked  before, 
Has  waited  long  —  is  waiting  still ; 
You  treat  no  other  friend  so  ill. 

2  0  lovely  Visitor  !     He  stands 

With  melting  heart  and  bleeding  hands  : 
O  matchless  kindness,  for  He  shows 
This  matchless  kindness  to  his  foes  ! 

3  But  will  He  prove  my  friend  indeed  ? 
He  will ;  the  very  friend  you  need  ; 
The  Friend  of  sinners  —  yes,  'tis  He, 
With  garments  dyed  on  Calvary. 

4  Rise,  touched  with  gratitude  divine ; 
Turn  out  His  enemy  and  thine, 
That  soul-destroying  monster,  sin, 
And  let  the  heavenly  Stranger  in. 

Hymn  526.  (226  Ch.  &  H.)  II.  6. 

COME  unto  Christ,  ye  weary, 
And  He  will  give  you  rest; 
Like  the  belov'd  disciple, 

Come,  lean  upon  His  breast ; 

There,  free  from  every  sorrow, 

Come,  and  forget  your  care  ; 

For  sin  shall  ne'er  o'ercome  you, 

JSTor  grief  oppress  you  there. 

2  Hear  what  the  Lord  hath  spoken, 
Your  great,  unchanging  Friend, 
Whose  word  can  ne'er  be  broken, 
Whose  love  shall  never  end  j 


292 


INVITATION. 


"Whoe'er  my  word  receiving, 

Comes,  without  fear  or  doubt, 
Repenting  and  believing, 
I  will  not  cast  him  out ! " 

3  Say  not,  ye  are  too  evil 

So  great  a  boon  to  crave  ; 
'Twas  sinners,  not  the  righteous, 

He  stooped  from  heaven  to  save  ; 
Then  come,  ye  heavy-laden ! 

From  all  your  sorrows  cease ; 
Come,  rest  upon  His  promise, 

Believe,  and  be  at  peace. 

Hymn  527.  (229  Ch.  &  H.)  P.  M. 

WE'RE  travelling-  home  to  heaven  above, 
To  sing  the  Saviour's  dying  love ; 
Millions  have  reached  that  blest  abode, 
Anointed  kings  and  priests  to  God, 
And  millions  more  are  on  the  road  : 
Will  you  go  ? 

2  We  haste  to  see  the  bleeding  Lamb, 

In  rapturous  strain  to  praise  His  name  ; 
The  crown  of  life  we  there  shall  wear, 
The  conqueror's  palms  our  hands  shall  bear, 
And  all  the  joys  of  heaven  we'll  share  : 
Will  you  go  ? 

3  We  go  to  join  the  heavenly  choir, 
To  raise  our  voice  and  tune  the  lyre; 
There  saints  and  angels  gladly  sing 
Hosanna  to  their  God  and  King, 
And  make  the  heavenly  arches  ring : 

Will  you  go  ? 


PRAYER.  293 

Ye  weary,  heavy-laden,  come, 
In  the  blest  house  there  still  is  room ; 
The  Lord  is  waiting  to  receive, 
If  thou  wilt  on  Him  now  believe, 
He  will  thy  troubled  soul  relieve : 
Will  you  go  ? 


PKAYER. 


Hymn  528.         (232  Ch.  &  H.)  C.  M. 

AUTHOR  of  good,  to  Thee  we  turn, 
To  Thee  for  help  we  fly; 
Thine  eye  can  all  our  wants  discern, 
Thy  hand  alone  supply. 

2  0  let  Thy  fear  within  us  dwell, 

Thy  love  our  footsteps  guide; 
That  love  shall  all  vain  loves  expel, 
That  fear  all  fear  beside. 

3  And  since  by  passion's  force  subdued, 

Too  oft,  with  stubborn  will, 

We  blindly  shun  the  latent  good, 

And  grasp  the  specious  ill ; 

4  Not  to  our  wish,  but  to  our  want, 

Do  Thou  Thy  gifts  supply  ; 
The  good,  unask'd,  in  mercy  grant, 

The  ill,  though  ask'd,  deny. 
25  * 


294  PRAYER. 

Hymii  5*29.  (233  Ch.  &,  H.)  L.  M. 

FROM  every  stormy  wind  that  blows, 
From  every  swelling  tide  of  woes, 
There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat ; 
'Tis  found  beneath  the  mercv-seat. 


2  There  is  a  place  where  Jesus  sheds 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads, 

A  place  than  all  besides  more  sweet ; 
It  is  the  blood-bought  mercy-seat. 

3  There  is  a  scene  where  spirits  blend, 
Where  friend  holds  fellowship  with  friend  ; 
Though  sunder'd  far,  by  faith  they  meet 
Around  one  common  mercy-seat. 

5  There,  there,  on  eagle's  wings  we  soar, 
And  sense  and  sin  molest  no  more  ; 
And  heaven  comes  down  our  souls  to  greet, 
While  glory  crowns  the  mercy-seat. 


Hymn  530.  (234  Ch.  &,  H.)  P.  M. 

Y  spirit  longeth  for  Thee 
To  dwell  within  my  breast, 
Though  I  am  all  unworthy 
Of  so  divine  a  guest ! 


]ti 


2  Of  so  divine  a  guest 

Unworthy  though  I  be ; 

Yet  hath  my  heart  no  rest 

Until  it  come  to  Thee  1 

3  Until  it  come  to  Thee, 

In  vain  I  look  around  j 


PRAYER.  295 

In  all  that  I  can  see 
No  rest  is  to  be  found. 

4  No  rest  is  to  be  found 

But  in  Thy  bleeding  love : 
Oh  !  let  my  wish  be  crown'd, 
And  send  it  from  above  ! 

Hymn  531.         (236  Ch.  &  H.)  C.  M. 

LORD,  teach  us  how  to  pray  aright, 
With  reverence  and  with  fear ; 
Though  dust  and  ashes  in  Thy  sight, 

We  may,  we  must  draw  near : 
We  perish  if  we  cease  from  prayer, 

Oh  !  grant  us  power  to  pray ; 
And,  when  to  meet  Thee  we  prepare, 
Lord,  meet  us  by  the  way. 

2  Burden'd  with  guilt,  convinc'd  of  sin, 

In  weakness,  want  and  woe, 
Fightings  without,  and  fears  within, 

Lord,  whither  shall  we  go  ? 
God  of  all  grace,  we  bring  to  Thee 

The  broken,  contrite  heart : 
Give  what  thine  eye  delights  to  see, 

Truth  in  the  inward  part. 

3  Give  deep  humility ;  the  sense 

Of  godly  sorrow  give  j 
A  strong  desiring  confidence 

To  see  Thy  face  and  live ; 
Faith  in  the  only  sacrifice 

That  can  for  sin  atone, 
To  cast  our  hopes,  to  fix  our  eyes, 

On  Christ,  on  Christ  alone; 


296  PRAYER. 

4  Patience  to  watch,  and  wait,  and  weep, 

Though  mercy  long  delay; 
Courage,  our  fainting  souls  to  keep, 

And  trust  Thee,  though  Thou  slay : 
Give  these,  and  then  Thy  will  be  done  j 

Thus  strengthened  with  all  might, 
We  by  Thy  Spirit,  through  Thy  Son, 

Shall  pray,  and  pray  aright. 

Hymn  532.  (237  Ch.  &  H.)  C.  M. 

TY^  HAT  various  hindrances  we  meet 
M       In  coming  to  a  mercy-seat ! 
Yet  who  that  knows  the  worth  of  prayer. 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there  ? 

2  Prayer  makes  the  darken'd  cloud  withdraw. 
Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw. 
Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love. 

Brings  every  blessing  from  above. 

3  Restraining  prayer,  we  cease  to  fight. 
Prayer  makes  the  Christian's  armour  bright ; 
And  Satan  trembles  when  he  sees 

The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

4  While  Most ;  with  arms  spread  wide, 
•    Success  was  found  on  Israel's  side  ; 

But  when  through  weariness  they  fail'd, 
That  moment  Amalek  prevail'd. 

5  Have  you  no  words  ?    Ah  !  think  asrain, 
Words  flow  apace  when  you  complain, 
And  fill  your  fellow-creature's  ear, 

With  the  sad  tale  of  all  your  care. 


PRAYER.  297 

C  Were  half  the  breath  thus  vainly  spent, 
To  Heaven  in  supplication  sent, 
Your  cheerful  song  would  oft'ner  be, 
"  Hear  what  the  Lord  has  done  for  me." 

Hymn  533.  (238  Ch.  &  H.)  II.  3. 

Wrestling  Jacob.  —  Genesis  xxxa.  24-32. 
PART    I. 

COME,  0  Thou  Traveller  unknown, 
Whom  still  I  hold,  but  cannot  see  ! 
My  company  before  is  gone, 

And  I  am  left  alone  with  Thee : 
With  Thee  all  night  I  mean  to  stay 
And  wrestle  till  the  break  of  day. 

2  I  need  not  tell  Thee  who  I  am, 

My  misery  and  sin  declare  ; 
Thyself  hast  call1d  me  by  my  name, 

Look  on  Thy  hands  and  read  it  there ; 
But  who,  I  ask  Thee,  who  art  Thou  ? 
Tell  me  Thy  name   and  tell  me  now. 

3  In  vain  Thou  strugglest  to  get  free, 

I  never  will  unloose  my  hold  ! 
Art  thou  the  Man  that  died  for  me  ? 

The  secret  of  Thy  love  unfold ; 
Wrestling,  I  will  not  let  Thee  go, 
Till  I  Thy  Name,  Thy  Nature  know. 

4  Wilt  Thou  not  yet  to  me  reveal 

Thy  new,  unutterable  Name  ? 
Tell  me,  I  still  beseech  Thee,  tell, 

To  know  it  now,  resolv'd  I  am : 
Wrestling,  I  will  not  let  Thee  go, 
Till  I  Thy  Name  and  Nature  know. 


298  PRAYER. 

5  What  though  my  shrinking  flesh  complain 

And  murmur  to  contend  so  long  ? 
I  rise  superior  to  my  pain  : 

When  I  am  weak,  then  I  am  strong ! 
And  when  my  all  of  strength  shall  fail, 
I  shall  with  the  God-Man  prevail. 

PART    II. 

1  Yield  to  me  now,  for  I  am  weak ; 

But  confident  in  self-despair  : 
Speak  to  my  heart,  in  blessings  speak : 

Be  conquer'd  by  my  instant  prayer ; 
Speak,  or  Thou  never  hence  shalt  move, 
And  tell  me  if  Thy  Name  is  Love. 

2  'Tis  Love  !  'tis  Love  !   Thou  diedst  for  me  : 

I  hear  Thy  whisper  in  my  heart ! 
The  morning  breaks,  the  shadows  flee, 

Pure,  universal  love  Thou  art : 
To  me,  to  all,  Thy  mercies  move, 
Thy  Nature  and  Thy  Name  is  Love. 

3  My  prayer  hath  power  with  God  :  the  grace 

Unspeakable  I  now  receive  ; 
Through  faith  I  see  Thee  face  to  face  ; 

I  see  Thee  face  to  face,  and  live  I 
In  vain  I  have  not  wept  and  strove : 
Thy  Nature  and  Thy  Name  is  love. 

4  I  know  Thee,  Saviour,  who  Thou  art, 

Jesus,  the  feeble  sinner's  friend  : 
Nor  wilt  Thou  with  the  night  depart, 

But  stay  and  love  me  to  the  end ; 
Thy  mercies  never  shall  remove  ; 
Thy  Nature  and  Thy  Name  is  Love. 


PRAYER.  299 

5  The  Sun  of  Righteousness  on  me 

Hath  rk'n,  with  healing  in  His  wings ; 
Wither'd  my  nature's  strength,  from  Thee 

My  soul  its  life  and  succour  brings ; 
My  help  is  all  laid  up  above ; 
Thy  Nature  and  Thy  Name  is  love. 

6  Contented  now  upon  my  thigh 

I- halt  till  life's  short  journey  end  ; 
All  helplessness,  all  weakness,  I 

On  Thee  alone  for  strength  depend ; 
Nor  have  I  power  from  Thee  to  move ; 
Thy  Nature  and  Thy  Name  is  Love. 

1  Lame  as  I  am,  I  take  the  prey ; 

Hell,  earth,  and  sin,  with  ease  o'ercome; 
I  leap  for  joy,  pursue  my  way  ; 

And  as  a  bounding  hart  fly  home ; 
Through  all  eternity  to  prove 
Thy  Nature  and  Thy  Name  is  Love. 

Hymn  534.         (187  Anc.  &  M.)  C.  M. 

"  Lord,  help  me." 

OHELP  us,  Lord;  each  hour  of  need 
Thy  heavenly  succour  give  ; 
Help  us  in  thought,  and  word,  and  deed, 
Each  hour  on  earth  we  live. 

2  0  help  us  when  our  spirits  bleed 
With  contrite  anguish  sore  ; 
And  when  our  hearts  are  cold  and  dead, 
0  help  us,  Lord,  the  more. 


300  PRAYER. 

3  O  help  us  through  the  prayer  of  faith 

More  firmly  to  believe  ; 
For  still  the  more  the  servant  hath, 
The  more  shall  he  receive. 

4  0  help  us,  Jesu,  from  on  high ; 

We  know  no  help  but  Thee  j 
0  help  us  so  to  live  and  die 

As  Thine  in  heaven  to  be.     Amen. 

Hymn  535.  (189  Anc.  &,  M.)  P.  M. 

"  Lord,  save  us." 

JESU,  meek  and  gentle, 
Son  of  God  most  high, 
Pitying,  loving  Saviour, 
Hear  Thy  children's  cry. 

2  Pardon  our  offences, 

Loose  our  captive  chains, 
Break  down  every  idol 
Which  our  soul  detains. 

3  Give  us  holy  freedom, 

Fill  our  hearts  with  love ; 
Draw  us,  Holy  Jesus! 
To  the  realms  above. 

4  Lead  us  on  our  journey, 

Be  Thyself  the  Way 
Through  terrestrial  darkness 
To  celestial  day. 

5  Jesu,  meek  and  gentle, 

Son  of  God  most  high, 


REPENTANCE.  301 

Pitying,  loving  Saviour, 
Hear  Thy  children's  cry.-     Amen. 


KEPENTANCE. 

Hymn  536.  (239  Ch.  &  H.)  L.  M. 

SHOW  pity,  Lord;  0  Lord,  forgive; 
Let  a  repenting  rebel  live. 
Are  not  Thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  Thee  ? 

2  My  crimes  are  great,  but  can't  surpass 
The  power  and  glory  of  Thy  grace ; 
Great  God,  Thy  nature  hath  no  bound; 
So  let  Thy  pard'ning  love  be  found. 

3  0  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin, 

And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean  ; 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  offences  pain  mine  eyes. 

4  My  lips  with  shame  my  sins  confess, 
Against  Thy  law,  against  Thy  grace ; 
And  should  Thy  judgments  grow  severe, 
I  am  condemn'd,  but  Thou  art  clear. 

5  Yet  save  the  trembling  sinner,  Lord, 
Whose  hope,  still  hov'ring  round  Thy  word, 
Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there, 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 

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302  REPENTANCE. 


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Hymn  537.  (242  Ch.  &,  H.)  C.  M. 

DEAR  Saviour,  when  my  thoughts  recall 
The  wonders  of  Thy  grace, 
Low  at  Thy  feet  ashamed  I  fall, 
And  hide  this  wretched  face. 


2  Shall  love  like  Thine  be  thus  repaid  ? 

Ah,  vile,  ungrateful  heart ! 
By  earth's  low  cares  so  oft  betray'd, 
From  Jesus  to  depart. 

3  But  He  for  His  own  mercy's  sake, 

My  wandering  soul  restores  ; 
He  bids  the  mourning  heart  partake 
The  pardon  it  implores. 

4  Oh,  while  I  breathe  to  Thee,  my  Lord, 

The  deep,  repentant  sigh, 
Confirm  the  kind,  forgiving  word, 
With  pity  in  Thine  eye. 


5  Then  shall  the  mourner  at  Thy  feet 
Rejoice  to  see  Thy  face, 
And  grateful  own  how  kind,  how  sweet 
Thy  condescending  grace. 

Hymn  538.  (243  Ch.  &  H.)  III.  1. 

DOES  the  Gospel  word  proclaim 
Rest  for  those  that  weary  be  ? 
Then,  my  soul,  put  in  thy  claim, 
Sure  that  promise  speaks  to  thee : 


KEPENTANCE.  303 

Marks  of  grace  I  cannot  show, 

All  polluted  is  my  best;    - 
But  I  weary  am,  I  know, 

And  the  weary  long  for  rest. 

2  Burdened  with  a  load  of  sin, 

Harassed  with  tormenting  doubt, 
Hourly  conflicts  from  within, 

Hourly  crosses  from  without; 
All  my  little  strength  is  gone, 

Sink  I  must  without  supply; 
Sure  upon  the  earth  there's  none 

Cau  more  weary  be  than  I. 

3  In  the  ark  the  roving  dove 

Found  a  welcome  resting-place  ; 
Thus  my  spirit  longs  to  prove 

Rest  in  Christ,  the  Ark  of  grace. 
Tempest-toss'd  I  long  have  been, 

And  the  flood  increases  fast ; 
Open,  Lord,  and  take  me  in, 

Till  the  storm  be  overpast  1 

Hymn  539.  (244  Ch.  &  H.)  C.  M. 

PROSTRATE,  dear  Jesus  !  at  Thy  feet 
A  guilty  rebel  lies ; 
And  upward  to  the  mercy-seat, 
Presumes  to  lift  his  eyes. 

2  If  tears  of  sorrow  would  suffice 
To  pay  the  debt  I  owe, 
Tears  should  from  out  my  weeping  eyes 
In  ceaseless  torrents  flow. 


304  REPENTANCE. 

3  But  no  such  sacrifice  I  plead 

To  expiate  my  guilt ; 
No  tears,  but  those  which  Thou  hast  shed, 
No  blood,  but  Thou  hast  spilt. 

4  Think  of  Thy  sorrows,  dearest  Lord  ! 

And  all  my  sins  forgive  ; 
Justice  will  well  approve  the  word 
That  bids  the  sinner  live. 

Hymn  540.  (245  Ch.  &  H.)  L.  M. 

MY  God,  when  at  Thy  throne  I  bend, 
And  humbly  sue  for  mercy  there, 
For  me  behold  the  sinner's  Friend, 
And  for  His  sake  receive  my  prayer. 

2  Remember  not  my  shame  and  guilt, 

My  thousand  stains  of  deepest  dye  ; 

Think  of  the  blood  which  Jesus  spilt, 

And  let  that  blood  my  pardon  buy. 

3  Remember  not  my  doubts  and  fears, 

My  strivings  with  Thy  grace  divine ; 
Think  upon  Jesus'  woes  and  tears, 
And  let  His  merits  stand  for  mine. 

4  No  claim,  no  worth,  0  Lord,  I  plead : 

Thy  free  unbounded  grace  I  crave ; 
And  oh  !  if  great  my  guilt  and  need, 
The  greater,  Lord,  Thy  grace  to  save. 


FAITH.  305 


FAITH. 

Hymn  541.  (248  Ch.  &  H.)  P.  M. 

A  MOUNTAIN  fastness  is  our  God? 
On  which  our  souls  are  planted  : 
And  though  the  fierce  foe  rage  abroad, 
Our  hearts  are  nothing  daunted. 
What  though  he  beset, 
With  weapon  and  net, 
Array'd  in  death-strife  ? 
In  G-od  are  help  and  life: 
He  is  our  sword  and  armour. 

2  By  our  own  might  we  nought  can  do ; 

To  trust  it  were  sure  losing  ; 
For  us  must  fight  the  Right  and  True, 
The  Man  of  God's  own  choosing. 

Dost  ask  for  His  name  ? 

Christ  Jesus  we  claim ; 

The  Lord  God  of  Hosts ; 

The  only  God  :  —  vain  boasts 
Of  others  fall  before  Him. 

3  What  though  the  troops  of  Satan  fill'd 

The  world  with  hostile  forces  ? 
E'en  then  our  fears  should  all  be  still'd : 

In  God  are  our  resources. 
The  world  and  its  king 
No  terrors  can  bring : 
Their  threats  are  no  worth  : 
Their  doom  is  now  gone  forth  : 

A  single  word  can  quell  them. 

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306  FAITH. 

4  God's  Word  through  all  shall  have  free  sway, 
And  ask  no  man's  permission  : 
The  Spirit  and  His  gifts  convey 
Strength  to  defy  perdition. 
The  body  to  kill, 
Wife,  children,  at  will, 
The  wicked  have  power  : 
Yet  lasts  it  but  an  hour  ! 
The  Kingdom's  ours  forever  ! 

Hymn  5±2.  (249  Ch.  &  H.)  L-  M. 

"XT^HO  shall  the  Lord's  elect  condemn  ? 
\  \      'Tis  God  that  justifies  their  souls, 
And  mercy,  like  a  mighty  stream, 
O'er  all  their  sins  divinely  rolls. 

2  Who  shall  adjudge  His  saints  to  hell  ? 

'Tis  Christ  that  suffer'd  in  their  stead; 
And  their  infernal  foes  to  quell, 
Behold  Him  rising  from  the  dead  ! 

3  He  lives  !  He  lives  !   and  sits  above, 

Forever  interceding  there, 
Who  shall  divide  us  from  His  love  ? 
Or  what  shall  tempt  us  to  despair  ? 

4  Shall  persecution,  or  distress, 

Famine,  or  sword,  or  nakedness? 
He  that  hath  lov'd  us.  bears  us  through, 
And  makes  us  more  thau  conquerors  too. 

5  Faith  hath  an  overcoming  power, 

It  triumphs  in  the  dying  hour; 
Christ  is  our  life,  our  hope,  our  joy, 
Xor  death  nor  hell  can  us  destroy. 


FAITH.  307 

6  Not  all  that  men  on  earth  can  do, 

Nor  powers  on  high,  nor  powers  below, 
Shall  cause  His  mercy  to  remove, 
Or  separate  us  from  His  love. 

Hymn  543.  (251  Ch.  &  H.)  L.  M. 

NO  more,  my  God,  I  boast  no  more 
Of  all  the  duties  I  have  done  ; 
I  quit  the  hopes  I  held  before, 
To  trust  the  merits  of  Thy  Son. 

2  Now,  for  the  love  I  bear  His  name, 
What  was  my  gain,  I  count  my  loss ; 
My  former  pride  I  call  my  shame, 
And  nail  my  glory  to  His  cross. 


3  Yes  ;  and  I  must  and  will  esteem 

All  things  but  loss  for  Jesus'  sake : 
0  may  my  soul  be  found  in  Him, 
And  of  His  righteousness  partake  ! 

4  The  best  obedience  of  my  hands 

Dares  not  appear  before  Thy  throne  ; 
But  faith  can  answer  Thy  demands, 
By  pleading  what  my.  Lord  has  done. 

Hymn  544.  (252  Ch.  &  H.)  L-  M. 

TESTIS,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone ; 
He  whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon ; 
His  track  I  see,  and  I'll  pursue 
The  narrow  way  till  Him  I  view. 


308 


FAITH. 


2  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went, 
The  road  that  leads  from  banishment ; 
The  King's  highway  of  holiness 

I'll  go,  for  all  His  paths  are  peace. 

3  This  is  the  way  I  long  have  sought, 
And  mourn'd  because  I  found  it  not; 
My  grief,  my  burden  long  has  been, 
In  that  I  could  not  cease  from  sin. 

4  The  more  I  strove  with  sin,  the  more 
I  felt  the  guilty  weight  I  bore, 

Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  say, 
"  Come  hither,  soul,  I  am  the  way." 

5  Lo  !  glad  I  come  ;  and  Thou,  blest  Lamb  ! 
Shalt  take  me,  for  Thine  own  I  am  ! 
Nothing  but  sin  have  I  to  give, 
Nothing  but  love  can  me  receive. 

Hymn  545.  (253  Ch.  &  H.)  II.  3. 

THOU  hidden  Source  of  calm  repose, 
Thou  all-sufficient  love  divine, 
My  help  and  refuge  from  my  foes, 

Secure  I  am  while  Thou  art  mine  : 
And  lo  !  from  sin,  and  grief,  and  shame, 
I  hide  me,  Jesus,  in  Thy  name. 

2  Jesus,  my  all  in  all  Thou  art ; 

My  rest  in  toil,  my  ease  in  pain ; 
The  balm  to  heal  my  broken  heart; 

In  war,  my  peace  ;  in  loss,  my  gain  ; 
My  smile  beneath  the  tyrant's  frown ; 
In  shame,  my  glory  and  my  crown. 


FAITH.  309 

3  In  want,  my  plentiful  supply ; 

In  weakness,  my  almighty  power ; 
In  bonds,  my  perfect  liberty ; 

My  light,  in  Satan's  darkest  hour ; 
My  joy,  when  coming  griefs  appal ; 
My  life  in  death,  my  all  in  all. 

Hymn  546.        (255  Ch.  &  H.)  II.  1. 

0THOU  who  hear'st  the  prayer  of  faith, 
Wilt  Thou  not  save  a  soul  from  death, 
That  casts  itself  on  Thee  ? 
I  have  no  refuge  of  my  own, 
But  fly  to  what  my  God  hath  done, 
And  suffered  ev'n  for  me. 

2  Slain  in  the  guilty  sinner's  stead, 
His  spotless  righteousness  I  plead, 

And  His  availing  blood ; 
That  righteousness  my  robe  shall  be, 
That  merit  shall  atone  for  me, 

And  bring  me  near  to  God. 

3  Then  save  me  from  eternal  death, 
The  Spirit  of  adoption  breathe, 

His  consolations  send ; 
By  Him  some  word  of  life  impart, 
And  sweetly  whisper  to  my  heart, 

"  Thy  Maker  is  thy  Friend." 

4  The  king  of  terrors  then  would  be 
A  welcome  messenger  to  me, 

To  bid  me  come  away ; 
Unloosed  from  earth,  and  earthly  things, 
I'd  mount,  I'd  fly,  with  eager  wings, 

To  everlasting  day. 


310  FAITH. 


Hymn  547.        (261  Ch.  &  H.)  P.  M. 

JESUS,  my  Saviour,  look  on  me  ! 
For  I  am  weary  and  opprest ; 
I  come  to  cast  myself  on  Thee ; 
Thou  art  my  Rest. 

2  Look  down  on  me,  for  I  am  weak  ; 

I  feel  the  toilsome  journey's  length  ; 
Thine  aid  omnipotent  I  seek ; 
Thou  art  my  Strength. 

3  I  am  bewildered  on  my  way ; 

Dark  and  tempestuous  is  the  night ; 
Oh  I  shed  Thou  forth  some  cheering  ray; 
Thou  art  my  Light. 

4  I  hear  the  storms  around  me  rise, 

But,  when  I  dread  th'  impending  shock, 
My  spirit  to  her  refuge  flies  ; 
Thou  art  my  Rock. 

5  When  the  accuser  flings  his  darts, 

I  look  to  Thee  —  my  terrors  cease  ; 
Thy  cross  a  hiding-place  imparts  ; 
Thou  art  my  Peace. 

6  Standing  alone  on  Jordan's  brink, 

In  that  tremendous,  latest  strife, 
Thou  wilt  not  suffer  me  to  sink ; 
Thou  art  my  Life. 

7  Thou  wilt  my  every  want  supply, 

Even  to  the  end,  whate'er  befall ; 
Through  life,  in  death,  eternally, 
Thou  art  my  All. 


FAITH.  31 1 


Hymn  548.        (166  Anc.  &.  M.)  P.  M„ 

"  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God,  which  taketh  away  the  sins  of 
the  world." 

BEHOLD  the  Lamb  of  God! 
0  Thou  for  sinners  slain, 
Let  it  not  be  in  vain 

That  Thou  hast  died  : 
Thee  for  my  Saviour  let  me  take, 
My  only  refuge  let  me  make 
Thy  pierced  Side. 

2  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God! 
Into  the  sacred  flood 

Of  Thy  most  precious  Blood 

My  soul  I  cast  : 
Wash  me  and  make  me  clean  within, 
And  keep  me  pure  from  every  sin, 

Till  life  be  past. 

3  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God! 
All  hail,  Incarnate  Word, 
Thou  everlasting  Lord, 

Saviour  most  blest; 
Fill  us  with  love  that  never  faints, 
Grant  us  with  all  Thy  blessed  saints 

Eternal  rest. 

4  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God  ! 
Worthy  is  He  alone, 

That  sitteth  on  the  throne 

Of  God  above  ; 
One  with  the  Ancient  of  all  days, 
One  with  the  Comforter  in  praise, 

All  Light  and  Love.    Amen. 


312 


FAITH. 


Hymn  519.        (177  Anc.  &  M.)  III.  1, 

"  Thou  art  a  place  to  hide  me  in." 

JESU,  grant  me  this,  I  pray, 
Ever  in  Thy  Heart  to  stay; 
Let  me  evermore  abide 
Hidden  in  Thy  wounded  Side. 

2  If  the  evil  one  prepare, 

Or  the  world,  a  tempting  snare, 

I  am  safe  when  I  abide 

In  Thy  Heart  and  wounded  Side. 

3  If  the  flesh,  more  dangerous  still, 
Tempt  my  soul  to  deeds  of  ill, 
Naught  I  fear  when  I  abide 

In  Thy  Heart  and  wounded  Side. 

4  Death  will  come  one  day  to  me ; 
Jesu,  cast  me  not  from  Thee  : 
Dying  let  me  still  abide 

In  Thy  Heart  and  wounded  Side.    Amen. 

Hymn  550.        (186  Anc.  &,  M.)  II.  1. 

"  Casting  all  your  care  upon  Him ;  for  He  careth  for  you." 

OLORD,  how  happy  should  we  be 
If  we  could  cast  our  care  on  Thee, 
If  we  from  self  could  rest ; 
And  feel  at  heart  that  One  above, 
In  perfect  wisdom,  perfect  love, 
Is  working  for  the  best. 

2  How  far  from  this  our  daily  life, 
How  oft  disturbed  by  anxious  strife, 
By  sudden  wild  alarms: 


HOPE.  313 

Oh,  could  we  but  relinquish  all 
Our  earthly  props,  and  simply  fall 
On  Thine  Almighty  arms  ! 

3  Could  we  but  kneel  and  cast  our  load, 
E'en  while  we  pray,  upon  our  God, 

Then  rise  with  lightened  cheer; 
Sure  that  the  Father,  who  is  nigh 
To  still  the  famished  raven's  cry, 

Will  hear  in  that  we  fear. 

4  "We  cannot  trust  Him  as  we  should, 
So  chafes  weak  nature's  restless  mood 

To  cast  its  peace  away; 
But  birds  and  flowerets  round  us  preach, 
All,  all  the  present  evil  teach 

Sufficient  for  the  day. 

5  Lord,  make  these  faithless  hearts  of  ours 
Such  lessons  learn  from  birds  and  flowers ; 

Make  them  from  self  to  cease, 
Leave  all  things  to  a  Father's  will, 
And  taste,  before  Him  lying  still, 

E'en  in  affliction  peace.     Amen. 


HOPE. 


Hymn  551.        (263  Ch.  &  H.)  II.  1. 

OH  come,  my  partners  in  distress, 
My  comrades  in  the  wilderness, 
Who  bear  your  burdens  still 
27 


314  HOPE. 

Awhile  forget  your  griefs  and  fears, 
And  look  beyond  this  vale  of  tears 
To  that  celestial  hill. 

2  Beyond  the  bounds  of  time  and  space, 
Look  forward  to  that  heavenly  place, 

The  saints'  secure  abode ; 
On  faith's  strong  eagle  pinions  rise, 
And  force  your  passage  to  the  skies, 

And  scale  the  mount  of  God. 

3  Who  suffer  with  our  Master  here. 
We  shall  before  His  face  appear, 

And  by  His  side  sit  down  : 
To  patient  faith  the  prize  is  sure  ; 
And  all  that  to  the  end  endure 

The  cross,  shall  wear  the  crown. 

Hymn  552.         (264  Ch.  &  H.)  S.  M. 

THY  way  is  in  the  sea ; 
Thy  paths  we  cannot  trace  ; 
Nor  solve,   0  Lord,  the  mystery 
Of  Thine  unbounded  grace. 

2  Here  the  dark  veils  of  sense 

Our  captive  souls  surround ; 
Mysterious  deeps  of  providence 
Our  wondering  thoughts  confound. 

3  As  through  a  glass  we  see 

The  wonders  of  Thy  love ; 
How  little  do  we  know  of  Thee, 
Or  of  the  joys  above  ! 


HOPE.  315 

4  In  part  we  know  Thy  will, 

And  bless  Thee  for  the  sight : 
Soon  will  Thy  love  the  rest  reveal 
In  glory's  clearer  light. 

5  With  joy  shall  we  survey 

Thy  providence  and  grace  ; 

And  spend  an  everlasting  day 

And  see  Thee  face  to  face. 

Hymn  553.        (266  Ch.  &  H.)  L.  M. 

WHAT  sinners  value  I  resign  ; 
Lord,  'tis  enough  that  Thou  art  mine; 
I  shall  behold  Thy  blissful  face, 
And  stand  complete  in  righteousness. 

2  This  life's  a  dream,  an  empty  show  ; 
But  the  bright  world  to  which  I  go, 
Hath  joys  substantial  and  sincere  : 
When  shall  I  wake  and  find  me  there  ? 


3  0  glorious  hour  !    0  blest  abode  ! 
I  shall  be  near  and  like  my  God, 
And  flesh  and  sense  no  more  control 
The  sacred  pleasures  of  the  soul. 

4  My  flesh  shall  slumber  in  the  ground 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound  ; 
Then  burst  the  chains  with  sweet  surprise, 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rise. 


316  HOPE. 


Hymn  554.        (267  Ch.  &  H.)  C.  M. 

GOD  !  my  supporter  and  my  hope, 
My  help  forever  near, 
Thine  arm  of  mercy  held  me  up, 
When  sinking  in  despair. 

2  Thy  counsels,  Lord  !  shall  guide  my  feet 

Through  all  this  desert  place  ; 
Thy  hand  conduct  me  near  Thy  seat, 
To  dwell  before  Thy  face. 

3  Were  I  in  heaven  without  my  God, 

'Twould  be  no  joy  to  me ; 

And  while  this  earth  is  my  abode, 

I  long  for  none  but  Thee. 

4  What  if  the  springs  of  life  were  broke, 

And  flesh  and  heart  should  faint  ? 
God  is  my  soul's  eternal  rock, 
The  strength  of  every  saint. 

5  Yea,  to  draw  near  to  Thee,  my  God  I 

Shall  be  my  sweet  employ  : 
My  tongue  shall  sound  Thy  works  abroad, 
And  tell  the  world  my  joy. 

Hymu  555.        (268  Ch.  &.  H.)  P.  M. 

SOON  and  forever  ! 
Such  promise  our  trust, 
Though  ashes  to  ashes, 
And  dust  unto  dust, 


HOPE.  317 

Soon  and  forever 

Our  union  shall  be 
Made  perfect,  our  glorious 

Redeemer,  in  Thee. 
When  the  sins  and  the  sorrows 

Of  time  shall  be  o'er ; 
Its  pangs  and  its  partings 

Remember'd  no  more ; 
When  life  cannot  fail, 

And  when  death  cannot  sever, 
Christians  with  Christ  shall  be, 

Soon  and  forever. 

2  Soon  and  forever 

The  breaking  of  day- 
Shall  drive  all  the  night-clouds 

Of  sorrow  away. 
Soon  and  forever, 

We'll  see  as  we're  seen, 
And  learn  the  deep  meaning 

Of  things  that  have  been  ; 
When  fightings  without  us, 

And  fears  from  within, 
Shall  weary  no  more 

In  the  warfare  of  sin. 
Where  tears  and  where  fears, 

And  where  death  shall  be  never, 
Christians  with  Christ  shall  be, 

Soon  and  forever. 

Hymn  556.        (269  Ch.  &  H.)  II.  1. 

OH,  glorious  hope  of  perfect  love ! 
It  lifts  me  up  to  things  above ; 
27  * 


318  HOPE. 

It  bears  on  eagles'  wings  ; 
It  gives  my  ravish'd  soul  a  taste, 
And  makes  me  for  a  moment  feast 

With  Christ,  His  priests,  and  kings. 

2  Rejoicing  now  in  earnest  hope 

I  stand,  and  from  the  mountain-top 

See  all  the  laud  below ; 
Rivers  of  milk  and  honey  rise, 
And  all  the  fruits  of  Paradise 

In  endless   plenty  grow : 

3  A  land  of  corn,  and  wine,  and  oil, 
Favour'd  with  God's  peculiar  smile, 

With  ev'ry  blessing  blest ; 
There  dwells  the  Lord  our  righteousness, 
And  keeps  His  own  in  perfect  peace, 

And  everlasting  rest. 

Hymn  557.         (270  Ch.  &  H.)  C.  M. 

MY  Saviour,  on  the  word  of  truth, 
In  earnest  hope  I  live  ! 
I  ask  for  all  the  precious  things 

Thy  boundless  love  can  give, 
I  look  for  many  a  lesser  light 

About  my  path  to  shine  ; 
But  chiefly  long  to  walk  with  Thee, 
And  only  trust  in  Thine. 

2  Thou  knowest  that  I  am  not  blest 
As  Thou  would'st  have  me  be, 
Till  all  the  peace  and  joy  of  faith 
Possess  my  soul  in  Thee ; 


LOVE.  319 

And  still  I  seek  'mid  many  fears, 

With  yearnings  unexpress'd, 
The  comfort  of  Thy  strengthening  love, 

Thy  soothing,  settling  rest. 

It  is  not  as  Thou  wilt  with  me 

Till,  humbled  in  the  dust, 
I  know  no  place  in  all  my  heart 

Wherein  to  put  my  trust. 
Until  I  find,  0  Lord!  in  Thee/ 

The  lowly  and  the  meek, 
That  fulness  which  Thine  own  redeem'd 

Go  nowhere  else  to  seek. 

Then,  0  my  Saviour  !  on  my  soul, 

Cast  down  but  not  dismay'd, 
Still  be  Thy  chastening,  healing  hand 

In  tender  mercy  laid  : 
And  while  I  wait  for  all  Thy  joys 

My  yearning  heart  to  fill, 
Teach  me  to  walk  and  work  with  Thee, 

And  at  Thy  feet  sit  still. 


LOVE. 


Hymn  558.         (275  Ch.  &  H.)  HI.  1 

HARK  1  my  soul !  it  is  the  Lord  ; 
'Tis  thy  Saviour  —  hear  His  word  ; 
Jesus  speaks,  and  speaks  to  thee, 
"  Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  Me  ?" 


320  LOVE. 

2  "I  deliver'd  thee  when  bound, 

And  when  bleeding,  heal'd  thy  wound  ; 
Sought  thee  wandering,  set  thee  right, 
Turn'd  thy  darkness  into  light. 

3  "  Can  a  woman's  tender  care 
Cease  toward  the  child  she  bare  ? 
Yes,  she  may  forgetful  be, 

Yet  will  I  remember  thee. 

4  "  Mine  is  an  unchanging  love, 
Higher  than  the  heights  above, 
Deeper  than  the  depths  beneath, 
Free  and  faithful,  strong  as  death. 

5  "  Thou  shalt  see  My  glory  soon, 
When  the  work  of  grace  is  clone  ; 
Partner  of  My  throne  shalt  be  ; 
Say,  poor  sinner  !  lov'st  thou  Me  ?" 

6  Lord !  it  is  my  chief  complaint, 
That  my  love  is  weak  and  faint ; 
Yet  I  love  Thee,  and  adore  ; 

Oh  !  for  grace  to  love  Thee  more. 

Hymn  559.         (276  Ch.  &  H.)  II.  3. 

THOU  hidden  love  of  God,  whose  height, 
Whose  depth  unfathom'd,  no  man  knows, 
I  see  from  far  Thy  beauteous  light ; 

Inly  I  sigh  for  Thy  repose  : 
My  heart  is  pain'd,  nor  can  it  be 
At  rest,  till  rest  it  find  in  Thee 


LOVE.  321 

Is  there  a  thing  beneath  the  sun, 

That  strives  with  Thee  my  heart  to  share  ? 
Ah,  tear  it  thence,  and  reign  alone, 

The  Lord  of  every  motion  there  ; 
Then  shall  my  heart  from  earth  be  free, 
When  it  hath  found  repose  in  Thee. 

0  hide  this  self  from  me,  that  I 

No  more,  but  Christ  in  me,  may  live  ; 

My  vile  affections  crucify, 

Nor  let  one  darling  lust  survive  ; 

In  all  things,  nothing  may  I  see, 

Nothing  desire  or  seek,  but  Thee. 

0  Love,  Thy  sov'reign  aid  impart, 
To  save  me  from  low-thoughted  care  ; 

Chase  this  self-will  through  all  my  heart, 
Through  all  its  latent  mazes  there  : 

Make  me  Thy  duteous  child,  that  I, 

Ceaseless,  may  Abba,  Father,  cry. 

Each  moment  draw  from  earth  away 
My  heart  that  lowly  waits  Thy  call ; 

Speak  to  my  inmost  soul  and  say, 
I  am  thy  love,  thy  God,  thy  all ! 

To  feel  Thy  power,  to  hear  Thy  yoice, 

To  taste  Thy  love,  be  all  my  choice. 


Hymn  560.         (277  Ch.  &  H.)  C.  M. 

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D 


0  not  I  love  Thee,  0  my  Lord 
Behold  my  heart  and  seej 
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322  love. 

And  turn  each  hateful  idol  out, 
That  dares  to  rival  Thee. 

2  Do  not  I  love  Thee,  from  my  soul  ? 

Then  let  me  nothing  love  : 
Dead  be  my  heart  to  every  joy 
When  Jesus  cannot  move. 

3  Is  not  Thy  name  melodious  still 

To  mine  attentive  ear  ? 
Doth  not  each  pulse  with  pleasure  bound, 
My  Saviour's  voice  to  hear  ? 

4  Hast  Thou  a  lamb  in  all  Thy  flock, 

I  would  disdain  to  feed  ? 
Hast  Thou  a  foe  before  whose  face 
I  fear  Thy  cause  to  plead  ? 

5  Would  not  my  ardent  spirit  vie 

With  angels  round  the  throne, 
To  execute  Thy  sacred  will 
And  make  Thy  glory  known  ? 

6  Thou  knowest,  yea,  Thou  knowest,  Lord  ; 

Yet,  oh  !  I  long  to  soar 
Far  from  the  sphere  of  mortal  joy, 
And  learn  to  love  Thee  more. 

Hymn  561.         (278  Ch.  &  H.)  III.  3. 

LOYE  Divine,  all  love  excelling, 
Joy  of  heaven,  to  earth  come  down  ; 
Live  in  us  Thy  humble  dwelling, 
All  Thy  faithful  mercies  crown. 


love.  323 

Jesus,  Thou  art  all  compassion,  . 

Pure,  unbounded  love  Thou  art; 
Visit  us  with  Thy  salvation, 

Enter  every  longing  heart. 

2  Breathe,  oh  !  breathe  Thy  loving  Spirit 

Into  every  troubled  breast ! 
Let  us  all  Thy  peace  inherit,  , 

Let  us  find  Thy  promised  rest. 
Thee  we  would  be  always  blessing, 

Serve  Thee  as  Thine  host  above ; 
Pray,  and  praise  Thee  without  ceasing, 

Glory  in  Thy  boundless  love. 

3  Finish,  then,  Thy  new  creation, 

Pure  and  spotless  let  us  be  ; 
Let  us  see  our  whole  salvation 

Perfectly  restored  in  Thee. 
Changed  from  glory  unto  glory, 

Till  in  heaven  our  songs  we  raise  ; 
Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  Thee, 

Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

Hymn  562.         (280  Ch.  &  H.)  L.  M. 

(~1  OD  of  my  life,  through  all  its  days 
X  My  grateful  powers  shall  sound  Thy  praise, 
The  song  shall  wake  with  opening  light, 
And  warble  to  the  silent  night. 

2  When  anxious  cares  would  break  my  rest, 
And  griefs  would  tear  my  throbbing  breast, 
Thy  tuneful  praises,  rais'd  on  high, 
Shall  check  the  murmur  and  the  sigh. 


324  love. 

3  When  death  o'er  nature  shall  prevail, 
And  all  its  powers  of  language  fail, 

Joy  through  my  swimming  eyes  shall  break, 
And  look  the  thanks  I  cannot  speak. 

4  But  oh  !  when  that  last  conflict's  o'er, 
And  I  am  chain'd  to  flesh  no  more, 
With  what  glad  accents  shall  I  rise, 
To  join  the  music  of  the  skies  I 

5  The  cheerful  tribute  will  I  give, 
Long  as  a  deathless  soul  can  live  ; 
A  work  so  sweet,  a  theme  so  high, 
Demands  and  crowns  eternity  1 

Hymn  563.         (283  Ch.  &  H.)  III.  1. 

GREAT  High-priest,  who  deign'dst  to  be 
Once  the  sacrifice  for  me, 
Take  this  living  heart  of  mine, 
Lay  it  on  Thy  holy  shrine. 

2  Love,  I  know,  accepteth  nought, 

Save  what  Thou,  0  Love,  hast  wrought ; 
Offer  Thou  my  sacrifice, 
Else  to  God  it  cannot  rise. 

3  Slay  in  me  the  wayward  will, 
Earthly  sense  and  passion  kill ; 
Tear  self-love  from  out  my  heart, 
Let  me  choose  the  better  part. 

4  Mighty  Love,  the  flame  inspire, 
Quick  consume  me  in  Thy  fire ; 
Fain  were  I  of  self  bereft, 
Naught  but  Thee  within  me  left. 


love.  325 

Hymn  564.         (143  Anc.  &  M.)  L.  M. 

"  The  love  of  Christ  which  passeth  knowledge." 

OLOVE,  how  deep!  how  broad!  how  high  ! 
It  fills  the  heart  with  ecstasy, 
That  God,  the  Son  of  God,  should  take 
Our  mortal  form  for  mortals'  sake. 

2  He  sent  no  angel  to  our  race 
Of  higher  or  of  lower  place, 

But  wore  the  robe  of  human  frame 
Himself,  and  to  this  lost  world  came. 

3  Nor  willed  He  only  to  appear  ; 
His  pleasure  was  to  tarry  here ; 

And  God-and-Man  with  man  would  be 
The  space  of  thirty  years  and  three. 

4  For  us  He  was  baptized,  and  bore 
His  holy  fast,  and  hungered  sore ; 
For  us  temptation  sharp  He  knew, 
For  us  the  tempter  overthrew. 

5  For  us  He  prayed,  for  us  He  taught, 
For  us  His  daily  works  He  wrought, 
By  words,  and  signs,  and  actions,  thus 
Still  seeking  not  Himself,  but  us. 

6  For  us  to  wicked  men  betrayed, 
Scourged,  mocked,  in  purple  robe  arrayed, 
He  bore  the  shameful  Cross  and  death ; 
For  us  at  length  gave  up  His  breath. 

7  For  us  He  rose  from  death  again, 
For  us  He  went  on  high  to  reign, 
For  us  He  sent  His  Spirit  here 

To  guide,  to  strengthen,  and  to  cheer. 
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326  love. 

8  To  Him  whose  boundless  love  has  won 
Salvation  for  us  through  His  Son, 
To  God  the  Father,  glory  be, 
Both  now  and  through  eternity.   Amen. 

Hymn  565.         (147  Anc.  &,  M.)  C.  M. 

"I  have  loved  thee  with  an  everlasting  love;  therefore  with 
loving-kindness  have  I  drawn  thee." 

JESU,  Thy  mercies  are  untold 
Through  each  returning  day  ; 
Thy  love  exceeds  a  thousandfold 
Whatever  we  can  say  : 

2  That  love  which  in  Thy  Passion  drained 

For  us  Thy  precious  Blood ; 
That  love  whereby  the  saints  have  gained 
The  vision  of  their  God. 

3  'Tis  Thou  hast  loved  us  from  the  womb, 

Pure  source  of  all  our  bliss, 
Our  only  hope  of  life  to  come, 
Our  happiness  in  this. 

4  Lord,  grant  us  while  on  earth  we  stay 

Thy  love  to  feel  and  know ; 
And,  when  from  hence  we  pass  away, 
To  us  Thy  glory  show.     Amen. 


Hymn  566.         (148  Anc.  &,  M.)  C.  M. 

rThe  communion  of  the  Holy  Ghost." 

HOLY  SPIRIT,  Lord  of  grace, 
Eternal  Fount  of  love  ; 
Inflame,  we  pray,  our  inmost  hearts 
With  fire  from  heaven  above. 


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love.  327 

2  As  Thou  in  bond  of  love  dost  join 

The  Father  and  the  Son,    - 

So  fill  us  all  with  mutual  love, 

And  knit  our  hearts  in  one. 

3  All  glory  to  the  Father  be, 

All  glory  to  the  Son, 
All  glory  to  the  Holy  Ghost, 
While  endless  ages  run.     Amen. 


Hymn  567.  (157  Anc.  &  M.)  C.  M. 

"  Thy  Name  is  as  ointment  poured  forth." 

JESU,  the  very  thought  of  Thee 
With  sweetness  fills  the  breast ; 
But  sweeter  far  Thy  face  to  see, 
And  in  Thy  presence  rest. 

2  No  voice  can  sing,  no  heart  can  frame, 

Nor  can  the  memory  find 
A  sweeter  sound  than  Jesu's  Name, 
The  Saviour  of  mankind. 

3  0  Hope  of  every  contrite  heart, 

0  Joy  of  all  the  meek, 
To  those  who  fall  how  kind  Thou  art, 
How  good  to  those  who  seek ! 

4  But  what  to  those  who  find  ?    Ah !  this 

Nor  tongue  nor  pen  can  show ; 
The  love  of  Jesus,  what  it  is 
None  but  His  loved  ones  know. 


328 


LOVE. 


5  Jesu,  our  only  Joy  be  Thou, 
As  Thou  our  Prize  wilt  be; 
In  Thee  be  all  our  glory  now, 
And  through  eternity. 

PAKT  II. 

OJESTT,  King  most  wonderful, 
Thou  Conqueror  renowned, 
Thou  Sweetness  most  ineffable, 
In  whom  all  joys  are  found  ! 

2  When  once  Thou  visitest  the  heart 

Then  truth  begins  to  shire, 
Then  earthly  vanities  depart, 
Then  kindles  love  divine. 

3  0  Jesu,  Light  of  all  below, 

Thou  Fount  of  living  fire, 
Surpassing  all  the  joys  we  know 
And  all  we  can  desire ; 

4  Jesu,  may  all  confess  Thy  Name, 

Thy  wondrous  love  adore  ; 
And,  seeking  Thee,  themselves  inflame 
To  seek  Thee  more  and  more. 

5  Thee,  Jesu,  may  our  voices  bless, 

Thee  may  we  love  alone  ; 

And  ever  in  our  lives  express 

The  image  of  Thine  Own. 

PAKT  III. 

OJESTT,  Thou  the  Beauty  art 
Of  angel-worlds  above  j 


love.  329 


Thy  Name  is  music  to  the  heart, 
Inflaming  it  with  love. 


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2  Celestial  sweetness  unalloyed ! 

Who  eat  Thee  hunger  still ; 
Who  drink  of  Thee  still  feel  a  void, 
Which  naught  but  Thou  can  fill. 

3  0  most  sweet  Jesu,  hear  the  sighs 

Which  unto  Thee  we  send ; 
To  Thee  our  inmost  spirit  cries, 
To  Thee  our  prayers  ascend. 

4  Abide  with  us,  and  let  Thy  Light 

Shine,  Lord,  on  every  heart ; 
Dispel  the  darkness  of  our  night, 
And  joy  to  all  impart. 

5  Jesu,  our  Love  and  Joy,  to  Thee 

The  Virgin's  Holy  Son 
All  might  and  praise  and  glory  be 
While  endless  ages  run.     Amen. 

Hymn  568.        (159  Anc.  &  M.)  L.  M. 

"  I  go  to  prepare  a  place  for  you." 

CHRIST,  who  dost  prepare  a  place 
For  us  around  Thy  throne  of  grace, 
We  pray  Thee  lift  our  hearts  above, 
And  draw  them  with  the  cords  of  love. 

2  Source  of  all  good,  Thou,  gracious  Lord, 
Art  our  exceeding  great  reward  ; 
How  transient  is  our  present  pain  I 
How  boundless  our  eternal  gain! 
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330  LOVE. 

3  With  open  face  and  joyful  heart 

We  then  shall  see  Thee  as  Thou  art; 
Our  love  shall  never  cease  to  glow, 
Our  praise  shall  never  cease  to  flow. 

4  Thy  never-failing  grace  to  prove, 
A  surety  of  Thine  endless  love, 
Send  down  Thy  Holy  Ghost,  to  be 
The  raiser    :  >  Thee. 

5  0  future  Judge.  Eternal  Lord, 
Thy  name  be  hallowed  and  adored  ; 
Whom  with  the  Father  we  adore 

And  Holy  Ghost  for  evermore.     Amen. 

Hymn  569.         171  Anc.  &  M.)  P.  M. 

i  is  love." 

0LO  VE,  who  formedst  me  to  wear 
.     I  -Ihead  here  ; 
Who  Boughtest  me  with  tender  care 

Through  all  my  wanderings  wild  and  drear, 
0  Love.  I  give  myself  to  Thee, 
Thine  ever,  only  Tnine  to  be. 

2  0  Love,  who  ere  life's  earliest  dawn 
On  me  Thy  choice  hast  gently  laid; 

0  Love,  who  here  as  Man  wast  born, 
And  wholly  like  to  us  wast  made  ; 

0  Love,  I  give  myself  to  T 

Tl  .  )hly  Thiiie  to 


3  0  Love,  who  once  in  time  wast  slain, 
•ced  t 
woe  ; 


Pierced  through  and  through  with  bitter 


LOVE.  331 

0  Love,  who  wrestling  thus  didst  gain 

That  we  eternal  joy  might  know; 
0  Love,  I  give  myself  to  Thee, 
Thine  ever,  only  Thine  to  be. 

4  0  Love,  who  lovest  me  for  aye, 

Who  for  my  soul  dost  ever  plead  ; 
0  Love,  who  didst  my  ransom  pay, 

Whose  power  sufficeth  in  my  stead ; 
0  Love,  I  give  myself  to  Thee, 
Thine  ever,  only  Thine  to  be*. 

5  0  Love,  who  once  shalt  bid  me  rise 

From  out  this  dying  life  of  ours; 
0  Love,  who  once  o'er  yonder  skies 

Shalt  set  me  iu  the  fadeless  bowers; 
0  Love,  I  give  myself  to  Thee, 
Thine  ever,  only  Thine  to  be.     Amen. 

Hymn  570.         (178  Anc.  &  M.)  L.  M. 

"Whom  have  I  in  heaven  but  Thee;  and  there  is  none  upon 
earth  that  I  desire  in  comparison  of  Thee." 

JESU,  my  Lord,  my  God,  my  all, 
Hear  me,  blest  Saviour,  when  I  call ; 
Hear  me,  and  from  Thy  dwelling-place 
Pour  down  the  riches  of  Thy  grace ; 
Jesu,  my  Lord,  I  Thee  adore, 
O  make  me  love  Thee  more  and  more. 

2  Jesu,  too  late  I  Thee  have  sought, 
How  can  I  love  Thee  as  I  ought  ? 
And  how  extol  Thy  matchless  fame, 
The  glorious  beauty  of  Thy  Name  ? 
Jesu,  my  Lord,  etc. 


332  love. 

3  Jesu,  what  didst  Thou  find  in  me, 
That  Thou  hast  dealt  so  lovingly  ? 
How  great  the  joy  that  Thou  hast  brought, 
So  far  exceeding  hope  or  thought! 
Jesu,  my  Lord,  etc. 

i  Jesu,  of  Thee  shall  be  my  song, 
To  Thee  my  heart  and  soul  belong ; 
All  that  I  have  or  am  is  Thine, 
And  Thou,  blest  Saviour,  Thou  art  mine. 
Jesu,  my  Lord,  I  Thee  adore, 
O  make  me  love  Thee  more  and  more. 

Amen. 

Hymn  571.         (138  Anc.  &,  M.)  L.  M. 

"  Behold,  how  good  and  joyful  a  thing  it  is,  brethren,  to  dwell 
together  in  unity." 

OLORD,  how  joyful  'tis  to  see 
The  brethren  join  in  love  to  Thee; 
On  Thee  alone  their  heart  relies, 
Their  only  strength  Thy  grace  supplies. 

2  How  sweet  within  Thy  holy  place 
With  one  accord  to  sing  Tby  grace, 
Besieging  Thine  attentive  ear 
With  all  the  force  of  fervent  prayer. 

3  0  may  we  love  the  House  of  God, 
Of  peace  and  joy  the  blest  abode ; 
0  may  no  angry  strife  destroy 
That  sacred  peace,  that  holy  joy. 

4  The  world  without  may  rage,  but  we 
Will  only  cling  more  close  to  Thee,  ^ 
With  hearts  to  Thee  more  wholly  given, 
More  weaned  from  earth,  more  fixed  on  heaven. 


love.  333 

5  Lord,  shower  upon  us  from  above 
The  sacred  gift  of  mutual  love ; 
Each  other's  wants  may  we  supply, 
And  reign  together  in  the  sky.     Amen. 

Hymn  572.        (195  Anc.  &,  M.)  S.  M. 

"  The  everlasting  Father,  the  Prince  of  peace." 

TO  Christ  the  Prince  of  peace 
And  Son  of  God  most  high, 
The  Father  of  the  world  to  come, 
We  lift  our  joyful  cry. 

2  Deep  in  His  heart  for  us 

The  wound  of  love  He  bore, 
That  love  which  still  He  kindles  in 
The  hearts  that  Him  adore. 

3  0  Jesu,  Victim  blest, 

What  else  but  love  divine 
Could  Thee  constrain  to  open  thus 
That  sacred  Heart  of  Thine  ? 

4  O  Fount  of  endless  life, 

0  Spring  of  water  clear  I 
0  flame  celestial,  cleansing  all 
Who  unto  Thee  draw  near ! 

5  Hide  me  in  Thy  dear  Heart, 

For  thither  do  I  fly ; 
There  seek  Thy  grace  through  life,  in  death 
Thine  immortality.     Amen. 


334  love. 

Hymn  573.       (199  Anc.  &  M.)  II.  1. 

"Mary  hath  chosen  that  good  part,  which  shall  not  be  taken 
away  from  her." 

OLOYE  divine,  how  sweet  thou  art  1 
When  shall  I  find  my  willing  heart 
All  taken  up  by  thee  ? 
I  thirst,  I  faint,  I  die  to  prove 
The  greatness  of  redeeming  love, 
The  love  of  Christ  to  me  ! 

2  Stronger  His  love  than  death  or  hell; 
Its  riches  are  unsearchable  ; 

The  first-born  sons  of  light 
Desire  in  vain  its  depths  to  see ; 
They  cannot  reach  the  mystery, 

The  length  and  breadth  and  height. 

3  God  only  knows  the  love  of  God ; 
0  that  it  now  were  shed  abroad 

In  this  poor  stony  heart ! 
For  love  I  sigh,  for  love  I  pine ; 
This  only  portion,  Lord,  be  mine, 

Be  mine  this  better  part. 

4  Forever  would  I  take  my  seat 
With  Mary  at  the  Master's  feet; 

Be  this  my  happy  choice ; 
My  only  care,  delight,  and  bliss, 
My  joy,  my  heaven  on  earth,  be  this, 

To  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice.    Amen. 


PBAISE.  335 


PRAISE. 
Hymn  574.        (136  Anc.  &  M.)  L.  M. 

"  0  be  joyful  in  the  Lord,  all  ye  lands." 

ALL  people  that  on  earth  do  dwell, 
Sing  to  the  Lord  with  cheerful  voice ; 
Him  serve  with  fear,  His  praise  forth  tell, 
Come  ye  before  Him  and  rejoice. 

2  The  Lord,  ye  know,  is  God  indeed  ; 

Without  our  aid  He  did  us  make  ; 
We  are  His  flock,  He  doth  us  feed, 
And  for  His  sheep  He  doth  us  take. 

3  0  enter  then  His  gates  with  praise, 

Approach  with  joy  His  courts  unto; 
Praise,  laud,  and  bless  His  Name  always, 
For  it  is  seemly  so  to  do. 

4  For  why  ?  the  Lord  our  God  is  good, 

His  mercy  is  forever  sure : 
His  truth  at  all  times  firmly  stood, 
And  shall  from  age  to  age  endure. 

5  To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  God  whom  heaven  and  earth  adore, 
From  men  and  from  the  angel-host 
Be  praise  and  glory  evermore.     Amen. 


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336  PRAISE. 

Hymn  575.         (156  Anc.  &,  M.)  IV.  1. 

"Praise  the  Lord,  0  my  soul;  0  Lord  my  God.  Thou  art  be- 
come exceeding  glorious;  Thou  art  clothed  with  majesty  and 
honour." 

WORSHIP  the  King, 
All  glorious  above ; 
0  gratefully  sing 

His  power  and  His  love; 
Our  Shield  and  Defender, 

The  Ancient  of  days, 
Pavilioned  in  splendour, 
And  girded  with  praise. 

2  0  tell  of  His  might, 
0  sing  of  His  grace, 

Whose  robe  is  the  light, 

Whose  canopy  space ; 
His  chariots  of  wrath 

The  thunder-clouds  form, 
And  dark  is  His  path 

On  the  wings  of  the  storm. 

3  Frail  children  of  dust, 
And  feeble  as  frail, 

In  Thee  do  we  trust, 

Nor  find  Thee  to  fail. 
Thy  mercies  how  tender  ! 

How  firm  to  the  end  I 
Our  Maker,  Defender, 

Redeemer  and  Friend. 

4  0  measureless  Might, 
Ineffable  Love ! 

While  angels  delight 
To  hymn  Thee  above, 


PRAISE.  337 

Thy  ransomed  creation, 
Though  feeble  their  lays, 

With  true  adoration 

Shall  sing  to  Thy  praise.    Amen. 

Hymn  576.         (174  Anc.  &  M.)  HI.  3. 

"O  praise  the  Lord  of  heaven;  praise  Him  in  the  height." 

PRAISE  the  Lord  1  ye  heavens,  adore  Him, 
Praise  Him,  angels,  in  the  height; 
Sun  and  moon,  rejoice  before  Him, 

Praise  Him,  all  ye  stars  and  light: 
Praise  the  Lord  1  for  He  hath  spoken, 

Worlds  His  mighty  voice  obeyed ; 
Laws  which  never  shall  be  broken, 
For  their  guidance  He  hath  made. 

2  Praise  the  Lord  !  for  He  is  glorious  ; 

Never  shall  His  promise  fail ; 
God  hath  made  His  saints  victorious, 

Sin  and  death  shall  not  prevail. 
Praise  the  God  of  our  salvation  ; 

Hosts  on  high,  His  power  proclaim ; 
Heaven  and  earth,  and  all  creation, 

Laud  and  magnify  His  Name.     Amen. 

Hymn  577.        (198  Anc.  &,  nil.)  III.  5. 

"Praise  the  Lord,  0  my  soul :  and  all  that  is  within  me  praise 
His  Holy  Name." 

PRAISE,  my  soul,  the  King  of  heaven, 
To  His  feet  thy  tribute  bring; 
Ransomed,  healed,  restored,  forgiven, 
Evermore  His  praises  sing, 

Alleluia!  Alleluia! 
Praise  the  everlasting  King. 
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338  PRAISE. 

2  Praise  Him  for  His  grace  and  favour 

To  our  fathers  in  distress; 
Praise  Him  still  the  same  as  ever, 
Slow  to  chide  and  swift  to  bless  ; 

Alleluia  !  Alleluia  I 
Glorious  in  His  faithfulness. 

3  Father-like,  He  tends  and  spares  us, 

Well  our  feeble  frame  he  knows  j 
In  His  hands  He  gently  bears  us, 
Rescues  us  from  all  our  foes ; 

Alleluia!  Alleluia! 
"Widely  yet  His  mercy  flows. 

4  Angels  in  the  height  adore  Him! 

Ye  behold  Him  face  to  face ; 
Saints  triumphant  bow  before  Him  I 
Gathered  in  from  every  race: 

Alleluia .1  Alleluia  ! 
Praise  with  us  the  God  of  grace.    Amen. 

Hymn  578.         (67  Anc.  &,  M.)  P.  M. 

"  And  again  they  said.  Alleluia." 

ALLELUIA,  song  of  sweetness, 
Voice  of  joy  that  cannot  die  ; 
Alleluia  is  the  anthem 

Ever  dear  to  choirs  on  high  : 
In  the  house  of  God  abiding, 
Thus  they  sing  eternally. 

2  Alleluia  thou  resoundest, 
True  Jerusalem  and  free  ; 
Alleluia,  joylul  Mother, 

All  thy  children  sing  with  thee : 


PKAISE.  339 

But  by  Babylon's  sad  waters 
Mourning  exiles  now  are  we. 

3  Alleluia  cannot  always 

Be  our  song  while  here  below ; 

Alleluia  our  transgressions 
Make  us  for  awhile  forego  ; 

For  the  solemn  time  is  coming 
"When  our  tears  for  sin  must  flow 

4  Therefore  in  our  hymns  we  pray  Thee, 
Grant  us,  Blessed  Trinity, 
At  the  last  to  keep  Thine  Easter 

In  our  home  beyond  the  sky : 
There  to  Thee  forever  singing 
Alleluia  joyfully.     Amen. 

Hymn  579.        (285  Ch.  &  H.)  C.  M. 

COME,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 
With  angels  round  the  throne  ; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  "  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,"  they  cry, 

"  To  be  exalted  thus  ;  " 
"  Worthy  the  Lamb,"  our  lips  reply, 
"For  He  was  slain  for  us." 

3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honour  and  power  divine; 
And  blessings,  more  than  we  can  give, 
Be,  Lord,  for  ever  Thine. 

4  Let  all  that  dwell  above  the  sky, 

And  air,  and  earth,  and  seas, 


340  phaise. 

Conspire  to  lift  Thy  glories  high, 
And  speak  Thine  endless  praise. 

5  The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 
To  bless  the  glorious  Name 
Of  Him  that  sitteth  on  the  throne, 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 

Hymn  580.         (287  Ch.  &  H.)  L.  M. 

MY  God,  my  King,  Thy  various  praise 
Shall  fill  the  remnant  of  my  days  ; 
Thy  grace  employ  my  humble  tongue, 
Till  glory  wake  a  loftier  song. 

2  The  wings  of  every  hour  shall  bear 
Some  thankful  tribute  to  Thine  ear  ; 
And  every  setting  sun  shall  see 
New  works  of  duty,  done  for  Thee. 

3  Let  distant  times  and  nations  raise 
The  blest  succession  of  Thy  praise, 
And  unborn  ages  still  prolong 
The  joy  and  burden  of  the  song. 

4  But  who  can  speak  Thy  wondrous  deeds  ! 
Thy  greatness  all  my  thoughts  exceeds: 
Yast  and  unsearchable  Thy  ways, 

Yast  and  immortal  be  Thy  praise. 

Hymn  581.         (288  Ch.  &.  H.)  III.  5. 

ALLELUIA  !  best  and  sweetest 
Of  the  hymns  of  praise  above  ! 
Alleluia  !  thou  repeatest, 

Angel  host,  these  notes  of  love  ! 


PKAISE.  341 

This  ye  utter 
While  your  golden  harps  ye  move. 

2  Alleluia  !  church  victorious, 

Join  the  concert  of  the  sky  ! 
Alleluia!  bright  and  glorious, 

Lift,  ye  saints,  this  strain  on  high  I 

We  poor  exiles 
Join  not  yet  your  melody. 

3  Alleluia  !  strains  of  gladness 

Suit  not  souls  with  anguish  torn  : 
Alleluia  !  sounds  of  sadness 
Best  become  our  state  forlorn : 

Our  offences 
We  with  bitter  tears  must  mourn. 

4  But  our  earnest  supplication, 

Holy  God,  we  raise  to  Thee  ; 
Visit  us  with  Thy  salvation, 
Make  us  all  Thy  joys  to  see  ! 

Alleluia  ! 
Ours  at  length  this  strain  shall  be  ! 


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Hymn  582.  (291  Ch.  &  H.)  P.  M. 

OME,  Thou  almighty  King, 
Help  us  Thy  name  to  sing, 

Help  us  to  praise  1 
Father  all  glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come  and  reign  over  us, 

Ancient  of  days. 
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342  joy. 

2  Come,  Thou  incarnate  Word, 
Gird  on  Thy  mighty  sword ; 

Our  prayer  attend  ; 
Come,  and  Thy  people  bless ; 
Come,  give  Thy  word  success  j 
Spirit  of  holiness, 

On  us  descend. 

3  Come,  holy  Comforter, 
Thy  sacred  witness  bear, 

In  this  glad  hour : 
Thou,  who  almighty  art, 
Now  rule  in  every  heart, 
And  ne'er  from  us  depart, 

Spirit  of  power. 

4  To  Thee,  great  One  in  Three, 
The  highest  praises  be, 

Hence  evermore  ; 
Thy  sov'reign  majesty 
May  we  in  glory  see, 
And  to  eternity 

Love  and  adore. 


JOY. 

Hyinn  583.        (294  Ch.  &,  H.)  S.  M. 

"VTOT  with  our  mortal  eyes 
j_^    Have  we  beheld  the  Lord  ; 
Yet  we  rejoice  to  hear  His  name, 
And  love  Him  in  His  word. 


joy.  343 

2  On  earth  we  want  the  sight 

Of  our  Redeemer's  face;    - 
Yet,  Lord,  our  inmost  thoughts  delight 
To  dwell  upon  Thy  grace. 

3  And  when  we  taste  Thy  love, 

Our  joys  divinely  grow 
Unspeakable,  like  those  above, 
And  heaven  begins  below. 

Hymn  584.         (295  Ch.  &  H.)  S.  M. 

AWAKE,  and  sing  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb  ; 
Wake,  every  heart,  and  every  tongue, 
To  praise  the  Saviour's  name. 

2  Sing  of  His  dying  love, 

Who  liveth  evermore  ; 
Sing  how  He  intercedes  above 
For  those  whose  sins  He  bore. 

3  Sing  on  your  heavenly  way, 

Ye  ransom'd  sinners,  sing ; 

Sing  on,  rejoicing  every  day, 

In  Christ  th'  eternal  King. 

4  Soon  shall  we  hear  Him  say, 

"  Ye  blessed  children,  come  !  n 
Soon  will  He  call  us  hence  away, 
And  take  His  wanderers  home. 


344  PEACE. 


Hymn  585.        (297  Ch.  &,  H.)  C.  M. 

HOW  rich  Thy  favours,  God  of  grace  ! 
How  various  and  divine  ! 
Full  as  the  ocean  they  are  poured, 
And  bright  as  heaven  they  shine. 

2  He  to  eternal  glory  calls, 

And  leads  the  wondrous  way 
To  His  own  palace,  where  He  reigns 
In  uncreated  day. 

3  Jesus  the  herald  of  His  love 

Displays  the  radiant  prize, 
And  shows  the  purchase  of  His  blood 
To  our  adoring  eyes. 

4  The  songs  of  everlasting  years 

That  mercy  shall  attend, 
Which  leads,  through  sufferings  of  an  hour, 
To  joys  that  never  end. 


PEACE. 

Hymn  586.        (299  Ch.  &,  H.)  L.  M. 

OTHOU  by  long  experience  tried, 
Near  whom  no  grief  can  long  abide, 
My  Lord,  how  full  of  sweet  content 
My  years  of  pilgrimage  are  spent. 

2  My  heart  reposing  on  Thy  love, 
All  scenes  alike  engaging  prove  j 


PEACE.  345 

Where'er  I  dwell,  I  dwell  with  Thee, 
At  home,  abroad,  on  land  or-  sea. 

3  To  me  remains  nor  place  nor  time, 
My  country  is  in  every  clime  ; 

I  can  be  calm,  and  free  from  care, 
On  any  shore,  since  Thou  art  there. 

4  Could  I  be  cast  where  Thou  art  not, 
That  were  indeed  a  dreadful  lot ; 
But  regions  none  remote  I  call, 
Secure  of  finding  Thee  in  all. 


Hymn  587.         (300  Ch.  &  H.)  III.  3. 

ALL  unseen  the  Master  walketh 
By  the  toiling  servant's  side ; 
Comfortable  words  He  speaketh, 
While  His  hands  uphold  and  guide. 

2  Grief,  nor  pain,  nor  any  sorrow 

Rends  thy  heart,  to  Him  unknown ; 
He  to-day,  and  He  to-morrow, 
Grace  sufficient  gives  His  own. 

3  Holy  strivings  nerve  and  strengthen, 

Long  endurance  wins  the  crown  ; 

When  the  evening  shadows  lengthen, 

Thou  shalt  lay  thy  burden  down. 


346  PEACE. 

Hymn  588.         (302  Ch.  &  H.)  III.  4. 

QUIET,  Lord,  my  froward  heart, 
Make  me  teachable  and  mild, 
Upright,  simple,  free  from  art, 

Make  me  as  a  weaned  child  ; 
From  distrust  and  envy  free, 
Pleas'd  with  all  that  pleases  Thee. 

2  What  Thou  shalt  to-day  provide, 

Let  me  as  a  child  receive  ; 
What  to-morrow  may  betide, 

Calmly  to  Thy  wisdom  leave  ; 
'Tis  enough  that  Thou  wilt  care, 
Why  should  I  the  burden  bear  ?  ' 

3  As  a  little  child  relies 

On  a  care  beyond  his  own  ; 
Knows  he's  neither  strong  nor  wise, 

Fears  to  stir  a  step  alone ; 
Let  me  thus  with  Thee  abide, 
As  my  Father,  Guard,  and  Guide. 


Hymn  589.         (303  Ch.  &  H.)  III.  1 

WHEN,  my  Saviour,  shall  I  be 
Perfectly  resign 'd  to  Thee  ? 
Poor  and  vile  in  mine  own  eyes, 
Only  in  Thy  wisdom  wise  ? 

2  Only  Thee  content  to  know, 
Ignorant  of  all  below  ? 
Guided  only  by  Thy  light  ? 
Only  mighty  in  Thy  might? 


TRIALS.  347 


3  Fully  let  my  life  express 
All  the  heights  of  holiness ; 
Sweetly  let  my  spirit  prove 
All  the  depths  of  humble  love. 


TRIALS 


Hymn  590.        (307  Ch.  &  H.)  P.  M. 

WHEN  I  can  trust  my  all  with  God, 
In  trial's  fearful  hour, 
Bow,  all  resign'd,  beneath  His  rod, 

And  bless  His  sparing  power ; 
A  joy  springs  up  amid  distress,  • 

A  fountain  in  the  wilderness. 

2  0  to  be  brought  to  Jesus'  feet, 

Though  sorrows  fix  me  there, 
Is  still  a  privilege  ;   and  sweet 

The  energies  of  prayer ; 
Though  sighs  and  tears  its  language  be, 
If  Christ  be  nigh,  and  smile  on  me. 

3  0  blessed  be  the  hand  that  gave, 

Still  blessed  when  it  takes, 
Blessed  be  He  who  smites  to  save, 

Who  heals  the  heart  He  breaks ; 
Perfect  and  true  are  all  His  ways, 
Whom  heaven  adores,  and  earth  obeys. 


348 


TEIALS. 


Hymn  591.         (308  Ch.  &,  H.)  P.  M. 

\  LMIGHTY  God  !  I  call  to  Thee, 
H    By  sore  temptation  shaken; 
Incline  Thy  gracious  ear  to  me, 

And  leave  me  not  forsaken ; 
For  who  that  feels  the  power  within 
Of  past  remorse  and  present  sin, 
Can  stand,  0  Lord,  before  Thee  ? 

2  On  Thee  alone  my  stay  I  place, 

All  human  help  rejecting, 
Relying  on  Thy  sovereign  grace, 

Thy  sovereign  aid  expecting ; 
I  rest  upon  Thy  sacred  word, 
That  Thou  'it  repel  him  not,  0  Lord, 
Who  to  Thy  mercy  fleeth. 

3  And  though  I  travail  all  the  night, 

And  travail  all  the  morrow, 
My  trust  is  in  Jehovah's  might, 

My  triumph  in  my  sorrow ; 
Forgetting  not  that  Thou  of  old, 
Didst  Israel,  though  weak,  uphold  ; 
When  weakest,  then  most  loving  ! 

4  What  though  my  sinfulness  be  great, 

Redeeming  love  is  greater ; 
What  though  all  hell  should  lie  in  wait, 

Supreme  is  my  Creator; 
And  He  my  Rock  and  Fortress  is, 
And  when  most  helpless,  most  I'm  His, 
My  Strength  and  my  Redeemer. 


TEIALS.  349 

Hymn  592.         (3!0  Ch.  &  H.)  CM. 

ITvEAR  Refuge  of  my  weary  soul, 
I  /   On  Thee,  when  sorrows  rise, 
On  Thee,  when  waves  of  trouble  roll, 
My  fainting  hope  relies. 

2  To  Thee  I  tell  each  rising  grief,  • 

For  Thou  alone  canst  heal ; 
Thy  word  can  bring  a  sweet  relief 
For  every  pain  I  feel. 

3  But  0  when  gloomy  doubts  prevail, 

I  fear  to  call  Thee  mine  ; 
The  springs  of  comfort  seem  to  fail, 
And  all  my  hopes  decline. 

4  Yet,  gracious  God,  where  shall  I  flee  ? 

Thou  art  my  only  trust ; 
And  still  my  soul  would  cleave  to  Thee, 
Though  prostrate  in  the  dust. 

5  Hast  Thou  not  bid  me  seek'  Thy  face  ? 

And  shall  I  seek  in  vain? 
And  can  the  ear  of  sovereign  grace 
Be  deaf  when  I  complain  ? 

6  Thy  mercy-seat  is  open  still, 

Here  let  my  soul  retreat : 
With  humble  hope  attend  Thy  will, 
And  wait  beneath  Thy  feet. 

Hymn  593.         (3ll  Ch.  &  H.)  C.  M. 

AFFLICTION  is  a  stormy  deep, 
Where  wave  resounds  to  wave  ! 
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350  TRIALS. 

Though  o'er  our  heads  the  billows  roll, 
We  know  the  Lord  can  save. 

2  When  darkness,  and  when  sorrows  rose, 

And  pressed  on  every  side, 
The  Lord  hath  still  sustained  our  steps, 
And  still  hath  been  our  Guide. 

3  Perhaps  before  the  morning  dawn, 

He  will  restore  our  peace  ; 
For  He  who  bade  the  tempest  roar 
Can  bid  the  tempest  cease. 

4  Here  will  we  rest,  here  build  our  hopes, 

Nor  murmur  at  His  rod  ; 
He's  more  to  us  than  all  the  world, 
Our  Health,  our  Life,  our  God. 


Hymn  594.  (313  Ch.  &  H.)  S.  M. 

"VTOUR  harps,  ye  trembling  saints, 
X    Down  from  the  willows  take : 
Loud  to  the  praise  of  love  divine 
Bid  every  string  awake. 

2  Though  in  a  foreign  land, 

We  are  not  far  from  home, 

And  nearer  to  our  house  above 

We  every  moment  come. 

3  His  grace  will  to  the  end 

Stronger  and  brighter  shine, 
Nor  present  things,  nor  things  to  come, 
Shall  quench  the  spark  divine. 


TRIALS.  351 

4  When  we  in  darkness  walk, 

Nor  feel  the  heavenly  flame, 
Then  is  the  time  to  trust  our  God, 
And  rest  upon  His  name. 

5  Soon  shall  our  doubts  and  fears 

Subside  at  His  control ; 
His  loving-kindness  shall  break  through 
The  midnight  of  the  soul. 


6  Blest  is  the  man,   0  God, 

That  stays  himself  on  Thee  ! 
Who  waits  for  Thy  salvation,  Lord, 
Shall  Thy  salvation  see. 

Hymn  595.         (314  Ch.  &,  H.)  III.  3. 

1?ULL  of  trembling  expectation, 
;    Feeling  much,  and  fearing  more, 
Mighty  Lord  of  my  salvation, 

1  Thy  timely  aid  implore  ; 
By  Thy  suffering,  0  be  near  me, 
All  my  sufferings  to  sustain ; 
By  Thy  sorer  griefs  to  cheer  me, 
By  Thy  more  than  mortal  pain. 

2  Call  to  mind  that  unknown  anguish, 

In  the  days  of  flesh  below ; 
When  Thy  troubled  soul  did  languish 

Under  a  whole  world  of  woe  ; 
When  Thou  didst  our  curse  inherit, 

Groan  beneath  our  guilty  load, 
Burden'd  with  a  wounded  spirit, 

Bruised  beneath  the  hand  of  God. 


352  TRIALS. 

3  By  Thy  dread,  unknown  temptation, 

In  that  dark,   Satanic  hour; 
By  Thy  last,  mysterious  passion, 

Screen  me  from  the  tempter's  power. 
By  Thy  fainting  in  the  garden, 

By  Thy  bloody  sweat,  I  pray, 
Write  upon  my  heart  the  pardon, 

Take  my  sins  and  fears  away. 

4  By  the  travail  of  Thy  spirit, 

By  Thine  outcry  on  the  tree, 
By  Thine  agonizing  merit, 

In  my  pangs  remember  me  ! 
By  Thy  precious  death  assuring, 

My  poor  dying  soul  befriend, 
And,* with  patience  all-enduring, 

Make  me  faithful  to  the  end. 

Hymn  596.         (315  Ch.  &  H.)  L.  M. 

THE  billows  swell,  the  winds  are  high, 
Clouds  overcast  my  wint'ry  sky ; 
Out  of  the  depths  to  Thee  I  call ; 
My  fears  are  great,  my  strength  is  small. 

2  0  Lord,  the  pilot's  part  perform, 

And  guide  and  guard  me  through  the  storm  : 
Defend  me  from  each  threatening  ill : 
Control  the  waves  ;  say,  "  Peace  !  be  still." 

3  Amid  the  roaring  of  the  sea, 

My  soul  still  hangs  her  hopes  on  Thee  ; 
Thy  constant  love,  Thy  faithful  care, 
Is  all  that  saves  me  from  despair. 


TEIALS.  353 

4  Though  tempest-toss'd,  and  half  a  wreck, 
My  Saviour  through  the  floods  I  seek : 
Let  neither  winds  nor  stormy  main 
Force  back  my  shattered  bark  again. 

Hymn  597.  (316  Ch.  &,  H.)  L.  M. 

ETERXAL  beam  of  light  divine, 
Fountain  of  unexhausted  love  ; 
In  whom  the  Father's  glories  shine> 

Through  earth  beneath,  and  Heaven  above : 

2  Jesus,  the  weary  wand'rer's  rest, 

Give  me  Thy  easy  yoke  to  bear ; 

With  steadfast  patience  arm  my  breast, 

With  trustful  love  and  lowly  fear.. 

3  Thankful  I  take  the  cup  from  Thee, 

Prepared  and  mingled  by  Thy  skill : 
Though  bitter  to  the  taste  it  be, 
It  hath  the  power  to  heal  me  still. 

4  Be  thou,  0  Rock  of  ages,  nigh  ! 

That  I  each  murm'ring  thought  may  shun  ; 
And  grief  and  fear  and  care  shall  fly, 
As  clouds  before  the  mid-day  sun. 

5  Speak  to  my  warring  passions,  —  Peace  ; 

Say  to  my  trembling  heart,  — Be  still ; 
Thy  power  can  bid  the  conflict  cease, 
For  all  things  serve  Thy  sov'reign  will. 

6  0  death  !  where  is  thy  sting  ?  Where  now 

Thy  boasted  victory,  0  grave? 
Who  shall  contend  with  God  ?  or  how 
Can  he  be  hurt  whom  God  will  save  ? 
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354  TRIALS. 


Hymn  598.  (317  Ch.  &  H.)  C.  M. 

THOU  art  my  hiding;  place,  0  Lord  ! 
In  Thee  I  fix  my  trust, 
Encouraged  by  Thy  holy  word, 
A  feeble  child  of  dust. 

2  I  have  no  argument  beside, 

I  urge  no  other  plea, 
And  'tis  enough  —  the  Saviour  died, 
The  Saviour  died  for  me. 

3  When  storms  of  fierce  temptation  beat, 

And  furious  foes  assail, 
My  refuge  is  the  mercy-seat, 
My  hope  within  the  veil. 

4  From  strife  of  tongues  and  bitter  words, 

My  spirit  flies  to  Thee  ; 
Joy  to  my  heart  the  thought  affords, 
My  Saviour  died  for  me. 

5  And  when  Thine  awful  voice  commands 

This  body  to  decay, 
And  life,  in  its  last  lingering  sands, 
Is  ebbing  fast  away  ; 

6  Then,  though  it  be  in  accents  weak, 

My  voice  shall  call  on  Thee, 
And  ask  for  strength  in  death  to  speak, 
"My  Saviour  died  for  me." 

Hymn  599.  (318  Ch.  &  H.)  C.  ll. 


N 


OW  to  the  haven  of  Thy  breast, 
0  Son  of  Man,  I  fly  j 


TRIALS.  355 

Be  Thou  my  refuge  and  my  rest, 
For  0  !  the  storm  is  high-. 

2  Protect  me  from  the  furious  blast, 

My  shield  and  shelter  be ; 
Hide  me,  my  Saviour,  till  o'erpast 
The  storm  of  sin  I  see. 

3  As  welcome  as  the  water-spring 

Is  to  a  barren  place, 
Jesus,  descend  on  me,  and  bring 
Thy  sweet,  refreshing  grace. 

4  As  o'er  a  parched  and  weary  land, 

A  rock  its  shade  doth  spread, 
So  hide  me,  Saviour,  with  Thy  hand, 
And  screen  my  naked  head. 

5  In  all  the  times  of  my  distress, 

Thou  hast  my  succour  been; 
And,  in  my  utter  helplessness, 
Restraining  me  from  sin. 

6  How  swift  to  save  me  didst  Thou  move, 

In  every  trying  hour; 
0  !  still  protect  me  with  Thy  love, 
And  shield  me  with  Thy  power. 

Hymn  600.         (320  Ch.  &,  H.)  C.  M. 

WnEN  musing  sorrow  weeps  the  past, 
And  mourns  the  present  pain, 
>Tis  sweet  to  think  of  peace  at  last, 
And  feel  that  death  is  gain. 


356*  TRIALS. 

2  'Tis  not  that  murmuring  thoughts  arise, 
And  dread  a  Father's  will ; 
'Tis  not  that' meek  submission  flies, 
And  would  not  suffer  still : 


3  It  is  that  heaven-born  faith  surveys 
The  path  that  leads  to  light, 
And  longs  her  eagle  plumes  to  raise, 
And  lose  herself  in  sight. 


4  0  let  me  wing  my  hallow'd  flight 
From  earth-born  woe  and  care, 
And  soar  above  these  clouds  of  night, 
My  Saviour's  bliss  to  share. 


Hymn  601.         (321  Ch.  &.  H.)  S.  M. 

OLEAD  me  to  the  Rock 
,  That's  high  above  my  head, 
And  make  the  covert  of  Thy  wings 
My  shelter  and  my  shade. 


2  Within  Thy  presence,  Lord, 
Forever  I'll  abide  ; 
Thou  art  the  tower  of  my  defence, 
The  refusre  where  I  hide. 


3  Thou  givest  me  the  lot 

Of  those  that  fear  Thy  name  ; 
If  endless  life  be  their  reward, 
I  shall  possess  the  same. 


TRIALS.  357 


Hymn  602.         (324  Ch.  &  H.)  S.  M. 

THOU  very  present  aid 
In  suffering  and  distress ; 
The  mind  which  still  on  Thee  is  stay'd, 
Is  kept  in  perfect  peace. 

2  The  soul  by  faith  reclined 
On  the  Redeemer's  breast, 
'Mid  raging  storms,  exults  to  find 
An  everlasting  rest. 

3  It  hallows  every  cross ; 

It  sweetly  comforts  me  ; 
Makes  me  forget  my  every  loss, 
And  find  my  all  in  Thee. 

4  Jesus,  to  whom  I  fly, 

Doth  all  my  wishes  fill ; 
What  though  created  streams  be  dry, 
I  have  the  fountain  still. 


5  Stripp'd  of  each  earthly  friend, 
I  find  them  all  in  one ; 
And  peace  and  joy  which  never  end, 
And  heaven,  in  Christ,  begun. 

Hymn  603.         (140  Anc.  &  M.)  C.  M. 

"  Lord,  remember  me." 

0THOU,  from  whom  all  goodness  flows, 
I  lift  my  soul  to  Thee  ; 
In  all  my  sorrows,  conflicts,  woes, 
Good  Lord,  remember  me. 


358  TRIALS. 

2  If  on  my  aching  burdened  heart 

My  sins  lie  heavily, 
Thy  pardon  grant,  Thy  peace  impart ; 
Good  Lord,  remember  me. 

3  If  trials  sflre  obstruct  my  way, 

And  ills  I  cannot  flee, 
Then  let  m y  strength  be  as  my  day : 
Good  Lord,  remember  me. 

4  If  worn  with  pain,  disease,  and  grief, 

This  feeble  frame  should  be, 
Grant  patience,  rest,  and  kind  relief; 
Good  Lord,  remember  me. 

5  And  oh,  when  in  the  hour  of  death 

I  bow  to  Thy  decree, 
Jesu,  receive  my  parting  breath  ; 
Good  Lord,  remember  me.     Amen. 

Hymn  604.         (144  Anc.  &  M.)  S.  M. 

"I  reckon  that  the  sufferings  of  this  present  time  are  not  wor- 
thy to  be  compared  with  the  glory  which  shall  be  revealed 
in  us." 

OH,  what,  if  we  are  Christ's, 
Is  earthly  shame  or  loss  ? 
Bright  shall  the  crown  of  glory  be 
When  we  have  borne  the  Cross. 

2  Keen  was  the  trial  once, 

Bitter  the  cup  of  woe, 
When  martyred  saints,  baptized  in  blood, 
Christ's  sufferings  shared  below  : 

3  Bright  is  their  glory  now, 

Boundless  their  joy  above, 


TRIALS.  359 

Where  on  the  bosom  of  their  God 
They  rest  in  perfect  love.- 

4  Lord,  may  that  grace  be  ours, 

Like  them  in  faith  to  bear 
All  that  of  sorrow,  grief,  or  pain 
May  be  our  portion  here ; 

5  Enough  if  Thou  at  last 

The  word  of  blessing  give, 
And  let  us  rest  beneath  Thy  feet, 
Where  saints  and  angels  live. 

6  AJ1  glory,  Lord,  to  Thee, 

Whom  heaven  and  earth  adore ; 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

One  God  for  evermore.     Amen. 

Hymn  605.         (170  Anc.  &  M.)  P.  M. 

"Thy  will  be  done." 

MY  God,  my  Father,  while  I  stray, 
Far  from  my  home,  in  life's  rough  way, 
0  teach  me  from  my  heart  to  say, 

"Thy  will  be  done." 

2  Though  dark  my  path,  and  sad  my  lot, 
Let  me  be  still  and  murmur  not, 

Or  breathe  the  prayer  divinely  taught, 

"Thy  will  be  done." 

3  What  though  in  lonely  grief  I  sigh 
For  friends  beloved,  no  longer  nigh, 
Submissive  would  I  still  reply, 

"Thy  will  be  done." 


360  TRIALS. 

4  If  Thou  should'st  call  me  to  resign 
What  most  I  prize,  it  ne'er  was  mine  ; 
I  only  yield  Thee  what  is  Thine ; 

"Thy  will  be  done." 

5  Let  but  my  fainting  heart  be  blest 
With  Thy  sweet  Spirit  for  its  guest, 
My  God,  to  Thee  I  leave  the  rest ; 

"Thy  will  be  done." 

6  Renew  my  will  from  day  to  day, 
Blend  it  with  Thine,  and  take  away 
All  that  now  makes  it  hard  to  say, 

"  Thy  will  be  done."    Amen. 

Hymn  606.        (190  Anc.  &,  M.)  P.  M. 

"  Our  light  affliction,  which  is  but  for  a  moment,  worketh  for 
us  a  far  more  exceeding  and  eternal  weight  of  glory." 

OLET  him,  whose  sorrow 
No  relief  can  find, 
Trust  in  God,  and  borrow 
Ease  for  heart  and  mind. 

2  Where  the  mourner  weeping 

Sheds  the  secret  tear, 
God  His  watch  is  keeping 
Though  none  else  is  near. 

3  God  will  never  leave  thee, 

All  thy  wants  He  knows, 
Feels  the  pains  that  grieve  thee, 
Sees  thy  cares  and  woes. 

4  Raise  thine  eyes  to  heaven 

When  thy  spirits  quail, 


TRIALS.  361 

When,  by  tempests  driven, 
Heart  and  courage  fail.   - 

5  When  in  grief  we  lqpguish, 

He  will  dry  the  tear, 
Who  His  children's  anguish 
Soothes  with  succour  near. 

6  All  our  woe  and  sadness, 

In  this  world  below, 
Balance  not  the  gladness 
We  in  heaven  shall  know. 

T  Jesu,  Holy  Saviour, 
In  the  realms  above 
Crown  us  with  Thy  favour, 
Fill  us  with  Thy  love.     Amen. 

Hymn  607.         (233  Anc.  &  M.)  L.  M. 

"  Thou  that  hearest  the  prayer,  unto  Thee  shall  all  flesh  come.'1 

WHEN  in  the  hour  of  utmost  need 
We  know  not  where  to  look  for  aid, 
When  days  and  nights  of  anxious  thought 
Nor  help  nor  counsel  yet  have  brought ; 

2  Then  this  our  comfort  is  alone, 

That  we  may  meet  before  Thy  throne, 
And  cry,  0  faithful  God,  to  Thee 
For  rescue  from  our  misery : 

3  To  Thee  may  raise  our  hearts  and  eyes, 
Repenting  sore,  with  bitter  sighs, 

And  seek  Thy  pardon  for  our  sin, 
And  respite  from  our  griefs  within. 
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362  TRIALS. 

4  For  Thou  bast  promised  graciously 
To  hear  all  those  who  cry  to  Thee, 
Through  Him  whose  Name  alone  is  great, 
Our  Saviour  and  o*  Advocate. 

5  And  thus  we  come,  O  God,  to-day, 
And  all  our  woes  before  Thee  lay, 
For  tried,  afflicted,  lo !  we  stand, 
Perils  and  foes  on  every  hand. 

6  Ah,  hide  not  for  our  sins  Thy  face, 
Absolve  us  through  Thy  boundless  grace, 
Be  with  us  in  our  anguish  still, 

Free  us  at  last  from  every  ill. 

7  That  so  with  all  our  hearts  may  we 
Once  more  with  joy  give  thanks  to  Thee, 
And  walk  obedient  to  Thy  word, 

And  now  and  ever  praise  the  Lord.     Amen. 

Hymn  608.        (234  Anc.  &,  M.)  L.  M. 

"God  is  our  hope  and  strength,  a  very  present  help  in  trouble." 

GOD  of  our  life,  to  Thee  we  call, 
Afflicted  at  Thy  feet  we  fall ; 
When  the  great  water-floods  prevail, 
Leave  not  our  trembling  hearts  to  fail. 

2  Friend  of  the  friendless  and  the  faint, 
Where  shall  we  pour  our  sad  complaint? 
Where  but  with  Thee,  whose  open  door 
Invites  the  helpless  aud  the  poor? 

3  Did  ever  sinner  plead  with  Thee, 
And  Thou  reject  his  lowly  plea  ? 

Does  not  Thy  word  still  pledged  remain, 
That  none  shall  seek  Thy  face  in  vain  ? 


CHRISTIAN    LIFE.  363 

4  Then  hear,  0  Lord,  our  humble  cry, 
And  bend  on  us  Thy  pitying  eye ; 
To  Thee  their  prayer  Thy  people  make, 
Hear  us,  for  oar  Redeemer's  sake.     Amen. 


CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 
Hymn  609.        (141  Anc.  &  M.)  S.  M. 

-  "  Blessed  are  the  pure  in  heart,  for  they  shall  see  God." 

BLEST  are  the  pure  in  heart, 
For  they  shall  see  our  God ; 
The  secret  of  the  Lord  is  theirs, 
Their  soul  is  Christ's  abode. 

2  The  Lord,  who  left  the  heavens, 

Our  life  and  peace  to  bring, 
To  dwell  in  lowliness  with  men, 
Their  Pattern  and  their  King ; 

3  He  to  the  lowly  soul 

Doth  still  Himself  impart, 
And  for  His  dwelling  and  His  throne 
Chooseth  the  pure  in  heart. 

4  Lord,  we  Thy  presence  seek ! 

May  ours  this  blessing  be  ; 
Give  us  a  pure  and  lowly  heart, 
A  temple  meet  for  Thee. 

5  All  glory,  Lord,  to  Thee, 

Whom  heaven  and  earth  adore ; 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

One  God  for  evermore.     Amen. 


364  CHRISTIAN   LIFE. 


Hymn  610.         (146  Anc.  &,  M.)  III.  1. 

"Thou  shalt  call  His  name  Jesus,  for  He  shall  save  His  people 
from  their  sins." 

CONQUERING  kings  their  titles  take 
From  the  foes  they  captive  make : 
Jesus,  by  a  nobler  deed, 
From  the  thousands  He  hath  freed. 

2  Yes ;  none  other  name  is  given 
Unto  mortals  under  heaven, 
Which  can  make  the  dead  arise, 
And  exalt  them  to  the  skies. 

3  That  which  Christ  so  hardly  wrought, 
That  which  He  so  dearly  bought, 
That  salvation,  mortals,  say, 

Will  ye  madly  cast  away  ? 

4  Rather  gladly  for  that  Name 
Bear  the  cross,  endure  the  shame ; 
Joyfully  for  Him  to  die 

Is  not  death,  but  victory. 

5  Jesu,  who  dost  condescend 

To  be  called  the  sinner's  Friend, 
Hear  us  as  to  Thee  we  pray, 
Glorying  in  Thy  Name  to-day. 

6  Glory  to  the  Father  be, 
Glory,  Holy  Son,  to  Thee, 
Glory  to  the  Holy  Ghost, 

From  the  saints  and  angel-host.     Amen. 


CHEISTIAN   LIFE.  365 

Hymn  611.         (169  Anc.  &  M.)  C.  M. 

"Of  whom  the  whole  family  in  heaven  and  earth  is  named." 

LET  saints  on  earth  in  concert  sing 
With  those  whose  work  is  done  j 
For  all  the  servants  of  our  King 
In  heaven  and  earth  are  one. 

2  One  family,  we  dwell  in  Him, 

One  Church,  above,  beneath  ; 
Though  now  divided  by  the  stream, 
The  narrow  stream  of  death. 

3  One  army  of  the  living  God, 

To  His  command  we  bow ; 
Part  of  the  host  have  crossed  the  flood, 
And  part  are  crossing  now. 

4  E'en  now  to  their  eternal  home 

There  pass  some  spirits  blest ; 
While  others  to  the  margin  come, 
Waiting  their  call  to  rest. 

5  Jesu,  be  Thou  our  constant  Guide  ; 

Then,  when  the  word  is  given, 
Bid  Jordan's  narrow  stream  divide, 
And  bring  us  safe  to  heaven.    Amen. 

Hymn  612.        (175  Anc.  &  IKI.)  III.  1. 

"Fight  the  good  fight  of  faith;  lay  hold  on  eternal  life." 

OFT  in  danger,  oft  in  woe, 
Onward,  Christians,  onward  go  j 
Bear  the  toil,  maintain  the  strife, 
Strengthened  with  the  Bread  of  Life. 
31  * 


366  CHRISTIAN   LIFE. 

2  Let  not  sorrow  dim  your  eye, 
Soon  shall  every  tear  be  dry ; 
Let  not  fear  your  course  impede, 
Great  your  strength,  if  great  your  need. 

3  Let  your  drooping  hearts  be  glad  ; 
March  in  heavenly  armour  clad  ; 
Fight,  nor  think  the  battle  long, 
Soon  shall  victory  wake  your  song. 

4  Onward  then  to  glory  move  ; 

More  than  conquerors  ye  shall  prove; 
Though  opposed  by  many  a  foe, 
Christian  soldiers,  onward  go ! 

5  Hymns  of  glory  and  of  praise, 
Father,  unto  Thee  we  raise : 
Holy  Jesus,  praise  to  Thee 
With  the  Spirit  ever  be.     Amen. 

Hymn  G13.         (176  Anc.  &  M.)  S.  M. 

"My  soul  thirsteth  for  Thee,  my  flesh  also  longeth  after  Thee; 
in  a  barren  and  dry  land  where  no  water  is." 

FAR  from  my  heavenly  home, 
Far  from  my  Father's  breast, 
Fainting  I  cry,  blest  Spirit,  come, 
And  speed  me  to  my  rest. 

2  My  spirit  homeward  turns, 

And  fain  would  thither  flee  ; 
My  heart,  0  Sion,  droops  and  yearns, 
When  I  remember  thee. 

3  To  thee,  to  thee,  I  press, 

A  dark  and  toilsome  road  j 


CHRISTIAN   LIFE.  367 

When  shall  I  pass  the  wilderness, 
And  reach  the  saints'  abode  ? 

4  God  of  my  life,  be  near, 

On  Thee  my  hopes  I  cast, 
0  guide  me  through  the  desert  here, 
And  bring  me  home  at  last.     Amen. 

Hymn  614.  (183  Ch.  &,  H.)  C.  M. 

"  Let  this  mind  be  in  you,  which  was  also  in  Christ  Jesus." 

LORD,  as  to  Thy  dear  Cross  we  flee, 
And  plead  to  be  forgiven, 
So  let  Thy  life  our  pattern  be, 
And  form  our  souls  for  heaven. 

2  Help  us,  through  good  report  and  ill, 

Our  daily  cross  to  bear  ; 
Like  Thee,  to  do  our  Father's  will, 
Our  brethren's  griefs  to  share. 

3  Let  grace  our  selfishness  expel, 

Our  earthliness  refine  ; 
And  kindness  in  our  bosoms  dwell, 
As  free  and  true  as  Thine. 

4  If  joy  shall  at  Thy  bidding  fly, 

And  grief's  dark  day  come  on, 
We  in  our  turn  would  meekly  cry, 
"  Father,  Thy  will  be  done." 

5  Kept  peaceful  in  the  midst  of  strife, 

Forgiving  and  forgiven  ; 
0  may  we  lead  the  pilgrim's  life, 
And  follow  Thee  to  heaven.     Amen, 


368  CHRISTIAN   LIFE. 

Hymn  615.         (184  Ch.  &  H.)  S.  M. 

"  Blessed  are  those  servants  whom  the  Lord,  when  He  cometh, 

shall  find  watching." 

YE  servants  of  the  Lord, 
Each  in  His  office,  wait, 
Observant  of  His  heavenly  word, 
And  watchful  at  His  gate. 

2  Let  all  your  lamps  be  bright, 

And  trim  the  golden  flame ; 
Gird  up  your  loins  as  in  His  sight, 
For  awful  is  His  Name. 

3  Watch  !  'tis  your  Lord's  command, 

And  while  we  speak  He's  near; 
Mark  the  first  signal  of  His  hand, 
And  ready  all  appear. 

4  0  happy  servant  he, 

In  such  a  posture  found  ! 
He  shall  his  Lord  with  rapture  see, 
And  be  with  honour  crowned. 

5  Christ  shall  the  banquet  spread 

With  His  own  royal  hand, 
And  raise  that  faithful  servant's  head 
Amid  His  angel-band. 

6  All  glory,  Lord,  to  Thee, 

Whom  heaven  and  earth  adore; 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

One  God  for  evermore.     Amen. 


CHRISTIAN   LIFE.  369 

Hymn  616.         (326  Ch.  &  H.)  III.  3. 

JESUS,  I  my  cross  have  taken, 
All  to  leave  and  follow  Thee; 
Naked,  poor,  despised,  forsaken, 

Thou,  from  hence,  my  all  shalt  be. 
Perish  every  fond  ambition, 

All  I've  sought,  or  hoped,  or  known ; 
Yet  how  rich  is  my  condition  ! 
God  and  heaven  are  still  my  own. 

2  Let  the  world  despise  and  leave  me, 

They  have  left  my  Saviour,  too ; 
Human  hearts  and  looks  deceive  me, 

Thou  art  not,  like  them,  untrue  : 
And  while  Thou  shalt  smile  upon  me, 

God  of  wisdom,  love,  and  might, 
Foes  may  hate,  and  friends  disown  me ; 

Show  Thy  face,  and  all  is  bright. 

3  Men  may  trouble  and  distress  me, 

'Twill  but  drive  me  to  Thy  breast; 
Life  with  trials  hard  may  press  me, 

Heaven  will  bring  me  sweeter  rest. 
Oh  !   'tis  not  in  grief  to  harm  me, 

While  Thy  love  is  left  to  me ; 
Oh  !  'twere  not  in  joy  to  charm  me, 

Were  that  joy  unmix'd  with  Thee. 

4  Soul,  then  know  thy  full  salvation, 

Rise  o'er  sin,  and  fear,  and  care ; 
Joy  to  find  in  every  station 

Something  still  to  do  or  bear. 
Think  what  Spirit  dwells  within  thee ; 

Think  what  Father's  smiles  are  thine ; 
Think  that  Jesus  died  to  win  thee  ; 

Child  of  heaven,  canst  thou  repine  ? 
Y 


370  CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 

5  Haste  thee  on  from  grace  to  glory, 

Arm'd  by  faith,  and  wing'd  by  prayer ; 
Heaven's  eternal  gates  before  thee, 

God's  own  hand  shall  guide  thee  there. 
Soon  shall  close  thy  earthly  mission, 

Soon  shall  pass  thy  pilgrim  days  ; 
Hope  shall  change  to  glad  fruition. 

Faith  to  sight,  and  prayer  to  praise. 

Hymn  617.  (329  Ch.  &  H.)  C.  M. 

HOW  blessed,  from  the  bonds  of  sin 
And  earthly  fetters  free, 
In  singleness  of  heart  and  aim, 

Thy  servant,  Lord,  to  be  ! 
The  hardest  toil  to  undertake 
With  joy  at  Thy  command  ! 
The  meanest  office  to  receive 
With  meekness  at  Thy  hand  ! 

2  With  willing  heart  and  longing  eyes, 

To  watch  before  Thy  gate, 
Ready  to  run  the  weary  race, 

To  bear  the  heavy  weight ; 
No  voice  of  thunder  to  expect, 

But  follow  calm  and  still, 
For  love  can  easily  divine 

The  One  Beloved's  will. 

3  Thus  mny  I  serve  Thee,  Gracious  Lord  ! 

Thus  ever  Thine  alone, 
My  soul  and  body  given  to  Thee, 
The  purchase  Thou  hast  won : 


CHRISTIAN   LIFE.  371 


Through  evil  and  through  good  report 
Still  waiting  at  Thy  side," 

By  life  or  death,  in  this  poor  flesh 
Let  Christ  be  magnified  ! 


lO' 


4  How  happily  the  working  days 

In  this  dear  service  fly  ! 
How  rapidly  the  closing  hour, 

The  time  of  rest,  draws  nigh, 
When  all  the  faithful  gather  home, 

A  joyful  company  ! 
And  ever  where  the  Master  is, 

There  shall  His  servants  be. 

Hymn  618.         (330  Ch.  &,  H.)  L.  M. 

THOU,  whom  my  soul  admires  above 
All  earthly  joy  and  earthly  love, 
Tell  me,  dear  Shepherd,  let  me  know, 
Where  do  Thy  sweetest  pastures  grow  ? 

2  Where  is  the  shadow  of  that  rock 
That  from  the  sun  defends  Thy  flock  ? 
Fain  would  I  feed  among  Thy  sheep, 
Among  them  rest,  among  them  sleep. 

3  Why  should  Thy  bride  appear  like  one 
That  turns  aside  to  paths  unknown  ? 
My  constant  feet  would  never  rove, 
Would  never  seek  another  love. 

4  The  footsteps  of  Thy  flock  I  see ; 
Thy  sweetest  pastures  here  they  be  ; 
A  wondrous  feast  Thy  love  prepares, 

Bought  with  Thy  wounds,  and  groans,  and  tears. 


• 


372  CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 

5  His  clearest  flesh  He  makes  my  food, 
And  bids  me  drink  His  richest  blood  ; 
Safe  on  these  hills,  my  soul  would  roam, 
Till  my  Beloved  leads  me  home. 

Hymn  619.         (333  Ch.  &  H.)  III.  1. 

NAY,  I  cannot  let  Thee  go, 
Till  a  blessing  Thou  bestow ; 
Do  not  turn  away  Thy  face, 
Mine's  an  urgent,  pressing  case. 

2  Thou  didst  once  a  wretch  behold, 
In  rebellion  blindly  bold, 

Scorn  Thy  grace,  Thy  power  defy, 
That  poor  rebel,  Lord,  was  I. 

3  Once  a  sinner,  near  despair, 
Sought  Thy  mercy-seat  by  prayer  ; 
Mercy  heard  and  set  him  free, 
Lord,  that  mercy  came  to  me. 

4  Many  years  have  pass'd  since  then  ; 
Many  changes  have  I  seen  ; 

Yet  have  been  upheld  till  now ; 
Who  could  hold  me  up  but  Thou  ? 

5  Thou  hast  help'd  in  every  need, 
This  emboldens  me  to  plead : 
After  so  much  mercy  past, 
Canst  Thou  let  me  sink  at  last ! 

6  No  !   I  must  maintain  my  hold  ; 
'Tis  Thy  goodness  makes  me  bold : 
I  can  no  denial  take, 

When  I  plead  for  Jesus'  sake. 


CHRISTIAN    LIFE.  CH  6 

i620.  (334Ch.&,H.)  CM. 

AM  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 
A  follower  of  the  Lamb  ? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  His  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  His  name  ? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 

On  flow'ry  beds  of  ease, 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  sail'd  through  bloody  seas  ? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face, 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  ? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 

4  Sure  I  must  fight  if  I  would  reign ; 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord ; 
I'll  bear  the  cross,  endure  the  pain, 
'Supported  by  Thy  word. 

5  Thy  saints,  in  all  this  glorious  war, 

Shall  conquer,  though  they  die ; 
They  view  the  triumph  from  afar, 
With  faith's  enraptured  eye. 

6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 

And  all  Thine  armies  shine 
In  robes  of  victory  through  the  skies, 
The  glory  shall  be  Thine. 

Hymn  621.  (336  Ch.  &  H.)  L.  M. 

OLORD,  Thy  counsels  and  Thy  care 
My  safety  and  my  comfort  are  ; 
32  • 


374  DEVOTION. 

And  Thou  shalt  guide  me  through  rny  race, 
Till  glory  crown  the  work  of  grace. 

2  On  whom  but  Thee,  in  heaven  above, 
Can  I  repose  my  trust,  or  love  ? 
And  shall  an  earthly  object  be 
Loved  in  comparison  with  Thee  ? 

3  My  flesh  is  hast'ning  to  decay  ; 

Soon  shall  the  world  have  pass'd  away ; 

And  what  can  mortal  friends  avail, 

When  heart,  and  strength,  and  life  shall  fail  ? 

4  But  Oh  !  my  Saviour,  be  Thou  nigh, 
And  I  will  triumph  when  I  die  ; 

My  strength,  my  portion,  is  divine  ; 
And  Jesus  is  forever  mine  ! 


DEVOTION. 

MORNING. 
Hymn  622.        (2  Anc.  &,  M.)  L.  M. 

"His  compassions  fail  not :  they  are  new  every  morning." 

NEW  every  morning  is  the  love 
Our  wakening  and  uprising  prove; 
Through  sleep  and  darkness  safely  brought, 
Restored  to  life,  and  power,  and  thought. 

2  New  mercies,  each  returning  day, 
Hover  around  us  while  we  pray  j 


DEVOTION.  375 

New  perils  past,  new  sins  forgiven, 

New  thoughts  of  God,  new  hopes  of  heaven. 

3  If  on  our  daily  course  our  mind 
Be  set  to  hallow  all  we  find, 

New  treasures  still,  of  countless  price, 
God  will  provide  for  sacrifice. 

4  The  trivial  round,  the  common  task, 
Will  furnish  all  we  need  to  ask, 
Room  to  deny  ourselves,  a  road 

To  bring  us  daily  nearer  God. 

5  Only,  O  Lord,  in  Thy  dear  love 
Fit  us  for  perfect  rest  above; 
And  help  us,  this  and  every  day, 

To  live  more  nearly  as  we  pray.     Amen. 

Hymn  623.  (3  Anc.  &,  M.)  L.  M. 

" He  that  followeth  Me  sball  not  walk  in  darkness,  but  shall 
have  the  light  of  life." 

OJESU,  Lord  of  light  and  grace, 
Thou  brightness  of  the  Father's  Face, 
Thou  fountain  of  eternal  light, 
Whose  beams  disperse  the  shades  of  night ; 

2  Come,  Holy  Sun,  of  heavenly 'love, 
Come  in  Thy  radiance  from  above, 
And  to  our  inward  hearts  convey 
The  Holy  Spirit's  cloudless  ray. 

3  So  we  the  Father's  help  will  claim, 
And  sing  the  Father's  glorious  Name, 
And  His  Almighty  grace  implore 
That  we  may  stand,  to  fall  no  more. 


376  DEVOTION. 

4  May  He  our  actions  deign  to  bless, 
And  loose  the  bonds  of  wickedness; 
From  sudden  falls  our  feet  defend, 
And  guide  us  safely  to  the  end. 

5  May  faith,  deep  rooted  in  the  soul, 
Subdue  our  flesh,  our  minds  control : 
May  guile  depart,  and  discord  cease, 
And  all  within  be  joy  and  peace. 

6  0  hallowed  thus  be  every  day ; 
Let  meekness  be  our  morning  ray, 
Our  faith  like  noontide  splendour  glow, 
Our  souls  the  twilight  never  know. 

7  All  praise  to  God  the  Father  be ; 
All  praise,  Eternal  Son,  to  Thee; 
Whom  with  the  Spirit  we  adore 
For  ever  and  for  evermore.     Amen. 

Hyinn  624.         (5  Anc.  &,  M.)  III.  4. 

"  Unto  you  that  fear  My  Name  shall  the  Sun  of  Righteous- 


CHRIST,  whose  glory  fills  the  skies, 
Christ,  the  true,  the  only  Light, 
Sun  of  Righteousness,  arise, 

Triumph  o'er  the  shades  of  night ; 
Dayspring  from  on  high  be  near, 
Daystar  in  my  heart  appear. 

Dark  and  cheerless  is  the  morn 

Unaccompanied  by  Thee ; 
Joyless  is  the  day's  return 

Till  Thy  mercy's  beams  I  see, 
Till  they  inward  light  impart, 
Glad  my  eyes,  and  warm  my  heart. 


DEVOTION.  377 

3  Visit  then  this  soul  of  mine: 


Pierce  the  gloom  of  sin  and  grief; 
Fill  me,  Radiancy  Divine; 

Scatter  all  my  unbelief; 
More  and  more  Thyself  display, 
Shining  to  the  perfect  day.     Amen. 

THE  THIED  HOUR 

Hymn  625.         (7  Anc.  &  M.)  L.  M. 

"  It  is  but  the  third  hour  of  the  day." 

COME,  Holy  Ghost,  who  ever  One 
Art  with  the  Father  and  the  Son ; 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  our  souls  possess 
With  Thy  full  flood  of  holiness. 

2  In  word  and  deed,  by  heart  and  tongue, 
With  all  our  powers,  Thy  praise  be  sung; 
May  love  enwrap  our  mortal  frame, 

And  others  catch  the  living  flame. 

3  Almighty  Father,  hear  our  cry 
Through  Jesus  Christ  our  Lord  most  High, 
Who,  with  the  Holy  Ghost  and  Thee, 
Doth  live  and  reign  eternally.     Amen. 

THE  SIXTH  HOUE. 
Hymn  626.  (8  Anc.  &  M.)  L.  M. 

"At  noonday  will  I  pray." 

OGOD  of  truth,  0  Lord  of  might, 
Who  orderest  time  and  change  aright, 
Brightening  the  morn  with  golden  gleams, 
Kindling  the  noonday's  fiery  beams; 

32  * 


378  DEVOTION. 

2  Quench  Thou  in  us  the  flames  of  strife, 
From  passion's  heat  preserve  our  life, 
Our  bodies  keep  from  perils  free, 

And  give  our  souls  true  peace  in  Thee. 

3  Almighty  Father,  hear  our  cry 

Through  Jesus  Christ  our  Lord  most  High, 
Who,  with  the  Holy  Ghost  and  Thee, 
Doth  live  and  reign  eternally.     Amen. 

THE  NINTH  HOUR. 
Hymn  627.  (9  Anc.  &  M.)  L.  M. 

"  The  hour  of  prayer, being  the  ninth  hour." 

A  GOD,  of  all  the  Strength  and  Power, 
V7  Whoidost  unmoved  each  passing  hour 
Through  all  its  changes  guide  the  day, 
From  early  morn  to  evening's  ray ; 

2  Brighten  life's  eventide  with  light 
That  ne'er  shall  set  in  gloom  of  night ; 
Till  we  a  holy  death  attain 

And  everlasting  glory  gain. 

3  Almighty  Father,  hear  our  cry 
Through  Jesus  Christ  our  Lord  most  High, 
Who,  with  the  Holy  Ghost  and  Thee, 
Doth  live  and  reign  eternally.     Amen. 

SUNDAY  MORNING. 

Hymn  628.         (348  Ch.  &,  H.)  C.  M. 

WHEN  the  worn  spirit  wants  repose, 
And  sighs  her  God  to  seek, 
How  sweet  to  hail  the  evening's  close, 
That  ends  the  weary  week  1 


DEVOTION.  379 

2  How  sweet  to  hail  the  early  dawn, 

That  opens  on  the  sight," 
When  first  that  soul-reviving  morn 
Sheds  forth  new  rays  of  light ! 

3  Sweet  day  !  thine  hours  too  soon  will  cease  ; 

Yet  while  they  gently  roll, 
Breathe,  heavenly  Spirit,  source  of  peace, 
A  Sabbath  o'er  my  soul. 

4  When  will  my  pilgrimage  be  done, 

The  world's  long  week  be  o'er, 
That  Sabbath  dawn,  which  needs  no  sun, 
That  day,  which  fades  no  more  ? 

EVENING. 
Hymn  629.         (12  Anc.  &,  M.)  C.  M. 

"  O  look  Thou  upon  me  and  be  merciful  unto  me." 

AS  now  the  sun's  declining  rays 
At  eventide  descend ; 
So  life's  brief  day  is  sinking  down 
To  its  appointed  end. 

2  Lord,  on  the  Cross  Thine  Arms  were  stretched 

To  draw  Thy  people  nigh  ; 
0  grant  us  then  that  Cross  to  love, 
And  in  those  Arms  to  die. 

3  All  glory  to  the  Father  be, 

All  glory  to  the  Son, 
All  glory,  Holy  Ghost,  to  Thee, 
While  endless  ages  run.     Amen. 


380  DEVOTION. 

Hymn  630.  (13  An6.  &  M.)  L.  M. 

"Thou  shalt  not  be  afraid  for  any  terror  by  night." 

BEFORE  the  ending  of  the  day, 
Creator  of  the  world,  we  pray- 
That  Thou  with  wonted  love  wouldst  keep 
Thy  watch  around  us  while  we  sleep. 

2  0  let  no  evil  dreams  be  near, 

Nor  phantoms  of  the  night  appear; 
Our  ghostly  enemy  restrain, 
Lest  aught  of  sin  our  bodies  stain. 

3  Almighty  Father,  hear  our  cry 

Through  Jesus  Christ  our  Lord  most  High, 
Who,  with  the  Holy  Ghost  and  Thee, 
Doth  live  and  reign  eternally.     Amen. 

Hymn  631.  (15  Anc.  &  M.)  P.  M. 

"Let  the  lifting  up  of  my  hands  be  an  evening  sacrifice." 

THE  sun  is  sinking  fast, 
The  daylight  dies ; 
Let  love  awake,  and  pay 
Her  evening  sacrifice. 

2  As  Christ  upon  the  Cross 
His  Head  inclined, 
And  to  His  Father's  hands 
His  parting  soul  resigned; 


3  So  now  herself  my  soul 
Would  wholly  give 
Into  His  sacred  charge, 
In  whom  all  spirits  live  j 


DEVOTION.  381 

4  So  now  beneath  His  Eye 

Would  calmly  rest,- 
Without  a  wish  or  thought 
Abiding  in  the  breast ; 

5  Save  that  His  Will  be  done, 

Whatever  betide ; 
Dead  to  herself,  and  dead 
In  Him  to  all  beside. 

6  Thus  would  I  live :  yet  now 

Not  I;  but  He 
In  all  His  power  and  love 
Henceforth  alive  in  me. 

7  One  Sacred  Trinity! 

One  Lord  Divine! 
May  I  be  ever  His, 

And  He  forever  mine.     Amen. 

Hymn  632.  (16  Anc.  &  M.)  III.  4 

"I  will  lay  me  down  in  peace,  and  take  my  rest." 

THROUGH  the  day  Thy  love  has  spared  us, 
Now  we  lay  us  down  to  rest ; 
Through  the  silent  watches  guard  us, 
Let  no  foe  our  peace  molest ; 
Jesu,  Thou  our  Guardian  be ; 
Sweet  it  is  to  trust  in  Thee. 

2  Pilgrims  here  on  earth,  and  strangers, 
Dwelling  in  the  midst  of  foes, 
TJs  and  ours  preserve  from  dangers, 
In  Thine  Arms  may  we  repose, 
And,  when  life's  sad  day  is  past, 
Rest  with  Thee  in  heaven  at  last.    Amen. 


382 


DEVOTION. 


Hymn  633.         (17  Anc.  &  M.)  II.  3. 

"  The  Lord  is  my  Light." 

SWEET  SAVIOUR,  bless  us  ere  we  go ; 
Thy  word  into  our  minds  instil ; 
And  make  our  lukewarm  hearts  to  glow 

With  lowly  love  and  fervent  will. 
Through  life's  long  day  and  death's  dark  night, 
O  gentle  Jesus,  be  our  Light. 

2  The  day  is  gone,  its  hours  have  run, 

And  Thou  hast  taken  count  of  all, 
The  scanty  triumphs  grace  hath  won, 

The  broker,  vow,  the  frequent  fall. 
Through  life's  long  day  and  death's  dark  night, 
O  gentle  Jesus,  be  our  Light. 

3  Grant  us,  dear  Lord,  from  evil  ways 

True  absolution  and  release  ; 
And  bless  us,  more  than  in  past  days, 

With  purity  and  inward  peace. 
Through  life's  long  day  and  death's  dark  night, 
0  gentle  Jesus,  be  our  Light. 

4  Do  more  than  pardon ;  give  us  joy, 

Sweet  fear,  and  sober  liberty, 
And  simple  hearts  without  alloy, 

That  only  long  to  be  like  Thee. 
Through  life's  long  day  and  death's  dark  night, 
0  gentle  Jesus,  be  our  Light. 

5  Labour  is  sweet,  for  Thou  hast  toiled; 

And  care  is  light,  for  Thou  hast  cared: 
Ah !  never  let  our  works  be  soiled 
With  strife,  or  by  deceit  ensnared. 


DEVOTION.  383 

Through  life's  long  day  and  death's  dark  night, 
0  gentle  Jesus,  be  our  Light.  " 

6  For  all  we  love,  the  poor,  the  sad, 

The  sinful,  unto  Thee  we  call ; 
0  let  Thy  mercy  make  us  glad : 

Thou  art  our  Jesus,  and  our  All. 
Through  life's  long  day  and  death's  dark  night, 
O  gentle  Jesus,  be  our  Light.     Amen. 

Hymn  631.         (18  Anc.  &  M.)  P.  M. 

"  He  shall  give  His  angels  charge  over  thee." 

GOD,  who  madest  earth  and  heaven, 
Darkness  and  light ; 
Who  the  day  for  toil  hast  given, 

For  rest  the  night ; 
May  Thine  angel-guards  defend  us, 
Slumber  sweet  Thy  mercy  send  us, 
Holy  dreams  and  hopes  attend  us, 
This  livelong  night. 

2  Guard  us  waking,  guard  us  sleeping, 

And,  when  we  die, 
May  we  in  Thy  mighty  keeping 

All  peaceful  lie : 
When  the  last  dread  call  shall  wake  us, 
Do  not  Thou  our  God  forsake  us, 
But  to  reign  in  glory  take  us 

With  Thee  on  high.     Amen. 


364  DEVOTION. 


Hymn  635.  (19  Anc.  &  M.)  L.  M. 

"Xow  unto  the  King  Eternal,  Immortal,  Invisible,  the  only 
Wise  God,  be  honour  and  glory  for  ever  and  ever.    Amen." 

0  TRINITY,  most  Blessed  Light, 
0  UNITY  of  Princely  Might, 
As  now  the  fiery  sun  departs, 
Shed  Thou  Thy  beams  within  our  hearts. 

2  To  Thee  our  morning  song  of  praise, 
To  Thee  our  evening  prayer  we  raise  ; 
Thee  may  our  heart  and  voice  adore 
For  ever  and  for  evermore.    Amen. 

Hymn  636.         (83  Anc.  &  M.)  L.  M. 

"  I  am  the  Light  of  the  world." 

f\  CHRIST,  who  art  the  Light  and  Day, 
\J    Thy  beams  chase  night's  dark  shades 

away ; 
The  very  Light  of  Light  Thou  art, 
Who  dost  that  blessed  Light  impart. 

2  All-Holy  Lord,  to  Thee  we  bend, 

Thy  servants  through  this  night  defend, 
And  grant  us  calm  repose  in  Thee, 
A  quiet  night  from  perils  free. 

3  Let  not  dull  sleep  the  soul  oppress, 
Nor  secret  foe  the  heart  possess  ; 
Nor  Satan's  wiles  the  flesh  allure 
And  make  us  in  Thy  sight  impure. 

4  Light  slumber  let  our  eyelids  take, 
The  heart  to  Thee  be  still  awake  j 


DEVOTION.  385 

And  Thy  Right  Hand  protection  be 
To  those  who  love  and  trust  in  Thee. 

5  0  Lord,  our  strong  defence,  be  nigh ; 
Bid  all  the  powers  of  darkness  fly  ; 
Preserve  and  watch  o'er  us  for  good, 
Whom  Thou  hast  purchased  with  Thy  Blood. 

6  Remember  us,  dear  Lord,  we  pray, 
Whilst  burthened  in  the  flesh  we  stay; 
Thou  only  canst  the  soul  defend, 

Be  with  us,  Saviour,  to  the  end. 

7  Blest  Three  in  One,  and  One  in  Three, 
Almighty  God,  we  pray  to  Thee, 

That  Thou  wouldst  now  vouchsafe  to  bless 
Our  fast  with  fruits  of  righteousness.  Amen. 

Hymn  637.         (149  Anc.  &,  M.)  C.  M. 

"  Thus  saith  the  high  and  lofty  One  that  inhabiteth  eternity, 
whose  name  is  Holy :  I  dwell  in  the  high  and  holy  place, 
with  him  also  that  is  of  a  contrite  and  humble  spirit." 

MY  God,  how  wonderful  Thou  art, 
Thy  majesty  how  bright, 
How  beautiful  Thy  mercy-seat, 
In  depths  of  burning  light. 

2  How  dread  are  Thine  eternal  years, 

0  everlasting  Lord ; 
By  prostrate  spirits  day  and  night 
Incessantly  adored. 

3  How  wonderful,  how  beautiful, 

The  sight  of  Thee  must  be, 
33  Z 


386  DEVOTION. 

Thine  endless  wisdom,  boundless  power, 
And  awful  purity. 

4  0  how  I  fear  Thee,  living  God, 

With  deepest,  tenderest  fears, 
And  worship  Thee  with  trembling  hope, 
And  penitential  tears. 

5  Yet  I  may  love  Thee  too,  0  Lord, 

Almighty  as  Thou  art, 
For  Thou  hast  stooped  to  ask  of  me 
The  love  of  my  poor  heart. 

6  No  earthly  father  loves  like  Thee, 

No  mother,  e'er  so  mild, 
Bears  and  forbears  as  Thou  hast  done 
With  me  Thy  sinful  child. 

1  Father  of  Jesus,  love's  reward, 
What  rapture  will  it  be, 
Prostrate  before  Thy  Throne  to  lie, 
And  ever  gaze  on  Thee.     Amen. 

Hymn  638.         (343  Ch.  &  H.)  L.  M. 

OH  !  timely  happy,  timely  wise, 
Hearts  that  with  rising  morn  arise  ' 
Eyes  that  the  beam  celestial  view, 
Which  evermore  makes  all  things  new  » 

2  New  every  ^morning  is  the  love 
.  Our  wakening  and  uprising  prove; 
Through  sleep  and  darkness  safely  brought, 
Restored  to  life,  and  power,  and  thought. 


DEVOTION.  387 

3  New  mercies,  each  returning  day, 
Hover  around  us  while  we  pray ; 
New  perils  past,  new  sins  forgiven, 

New  thoughts  of  God,  new  hopes  of  heaven. 

4  If  on  our  daily  course  our  mind 
Be  set  to  hallow  all  we  find, 

New  treasures  still  of  countless  price, 
God  will  provide  for  sacrifice. 

5  Old  friends,  old  scenes,  will  lovelier  be, 
As  more  of  heaven  in  each  we  see  ; 
Sor*e  softening  gleam  of  love  and  prayer 
Shall  dawn  on  every  cross  and  care. 

6  The  trivial  round,  the  common  task, 
Will  furnish  all  we  ought  to  ask ; 
Room  to  deny  ourselves ;   a  road 
To  bring  us,  daily,  nearer  God. 

Hymn  639.         (344  Ch.  &,  H.)  L.  M. 

UP  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes, 
Th'  eternal  hills  beyond  the  skies  ; 
Thence  all  her  help  my  soul  derives, 
There  my  Almighty  refuge  lives. 

2  He  lives  —  the  everlasting  God 

That  built  the  world,  that  spread  the  flood ; 
The  heavens  with  all  their  hosts  He  made, 
And  the  dark  regions  of  the  dead. 

3  He  guides  our  feet,  He  guards  our  way ; 
His  morning  smiles  bless  all  the  day  : 
He  spreads  the  evening  veil,  and  keeps 
The  silent  hours,  while  Israel  sleeps. 


388  DEVOTION. 

4  Israel,  a  name  divinely  blest, 
May  rise  secure,  securely  rest ; 
Thy  holy  Guardian's  wakeful  eyes 
Admit  nor  slumber,  nor  surprise. 

Hymn  640.        (345  Ch.  &  H.)  III.  1. 

QOURCE  of  light  and  life  divine, 
IO  Who  dost  make  the  light  to  shine  ; 
Who  didst  deck  creation's  birth, 
Light  from  darkness  calling  forth  : 

2  Shade  of  eve  and  morning  ray, 
Who  didst  join  and  name  them  day  ; 
Darksome  night  again  draws  nigh, 
Listen  to  our  suppliant  cry. 

3  Let  us  not,  by  sin  deprest, 
Lose  the  way  to  endless  rest ; 
Let  no  thoughts  impure  and  vain, 
Down  to  earth  our  spirits  chain 

4  Rather  lift  them  to  the  skies, 
Where  our  dearest  treasure  lies ; 
Help  us  in  our  daily  strife, 
Help  us  win  the  prize  of  life. 

Hymn  641.  (351  Ch.  &  H.)  III.  3. 

SAVIOUR,  breathe  an  evening  blessing, 
Ere  repose  our  spirits  seal ; 
Sin  and  want  we  eome  confessing ; 
Thou  canst  save  and  Thou  canst  heal. 


DEVOTION.  389 

2  Though  destruction  walk  around  us, 

Though  the  arrows  past  us  fly, 
Angel  guards  from  Thee  surround  us ; 
We  are  safe  if  Thou  art  nigh. 

3  Though  the  night  be  dark  and  dreary, 

Darkness  cannot  hide  from  Thee  ; 
Thou  art  He  who,  never  weary, 
Watchest  where  Thy  people  be. 

4  Should  swift  death  this  night  o'ertake  us, 

And  command  us  to  the  tomb, 
May  the  morn  in  heaven  awake  us, 
Clad  in  bright,  eternal  bloom. 

Hymn  642.         (352  Ch.  &  H.)  L.  M. 

MY  God,  how  endless  is  Thy  love  ! 
Thy  gifts  are  every  evening  new ; 
And  morning  mercies  from  above, 
Gently  distil  like  early  dew. 

2  Thou  spread'st  the  curtain  of  the  night, 
Great  Guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours  ; 
Thy  sovereign  word  restores  the  light, 
And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  powers. 

3  I  yield  my  powers  to  Thy  command, 
To  Thee  I  consecrate  my  days  ; 
Perpetual  blessings  from  Thy  hand, 
Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise. 

33  * 


390  DEVOTION. 


Hymn  643.  (353  Ch.  &,  H.)  L.  M. 

I^O-MORROW,  Lord,  is  Thine, 
Lodg'd  in  Thy  sovereign  hand  ; 
And  if  its  sun  arise  and  shine, 
It  shines  by  Thy  command. 

2  The  present  moment  flies, 

And  bears  our  life  away  ; 
0,  make  Thy  servants  truly  wise, 
That  they  may  live  to-day. 

3  Since  on  this  winged  hour 

Eternity  is  hung, 
Waken  by  Thine  almighty  power 
The  aged  and  the  young. 

4  One  thing  demands  our  care  ; 

0,  be  it  still  pursued, 
Lest,  slighted  once,  the  season  fair 
Should  never  be  renew'd. 

5  To  Jesus  may  we  fly, 

Swift  as  the  morning  light, 
Lest  life's  young  golden  beam  should  die 
In  sudden,  endless  night. 

Hymn  644.  (355  Ch.  &  H.)  HI.  1. 

Parting. 

FOR  a  season  call'd  to  part, 
Let  us  now  ourselves  commend 
To  the  gracious  eye  and  heart 
Of  our  ever-present  Friend. 


DEVOTION.  391 

2  Jesus,  hear  our  humble  prayer ; 

Tender  Shepherd  of  Thy  sheep, 
Let  Thy  mercy  and  Thy  care 
All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 

3  In  Thy  strength  may  we  be  strong ; 

Sweeteu  every  cross  and  pain  ; 

Spare  us,  that  we  may,  ere  long, 

Meet  and  worship  Thee  again. 

Hymn  645.         (356  Ch.  &,  H.)  C.  M. 

SAVIOUR  !  in  mercy  hear  the  sighs 
Which  unto  Thee  we  send  ; 
To  Thee  our  inmost  spirit  cries, 
Our  Life,  our  Hope,  our  End  ! 

2  Abide  with  us,  and  with  Thy  light 
Illume  the  soul's  abyss ; 
Dispel  the  darkness  of  our  night, 
Bring  in  Thy  day  of  bliss. 

SATURDAY  EVENING. 

Hynm  646.         (358  Ch.  &  H.)  EEL  2. 

SAFELY  through  another  week, 
God  has  brought  us  on  our  way; 
Let  us  now  a  blessing  seek 

On  th'  approaching  holy  day ; 
Day  of  all  the  week  the  best, 
Emblem  of  eternal  rest. 

2  Mercies  multiplied  each  hour 

Through  the  week  our  praise  demand; 
Guarded  by  almighty  pow'r, 
Fed,  and  guided  by  His  hand  : 


392  FOR   CHILDREN. 

Though  ungrateful  we  have  been, 
And  repaying  love  with  sin. 

3  While  we  pray  for  pard'ning  grace, 

Through  the  dear  Redeemer's  name, 
Show  Thy  reconciled  face, 

Drive  away  our  sin  and  shame; 
From  our  worldly  cares  set  free, 
May  we  rest  this  night  with  Thee. 

4  When  the  morn  shall  bid  us  rise, 

May  we  feel  Thy  presence  near ; 
May  Thy  glory  meet  our  eyes, 

When  we  in  Thy  house  appear  ; 
There  afford  us,  Lord,  a  taste 
Of  our  everlasting  feast. 

5  May  Thy  gospel's  joyful  sound 

Conquer  sinners,  comfort  saints  ; 
Make  the  fruits  of  grace  abound, 

Bring  relief  for  all  complaints  ; 
Such  the  clays  of  rest  we  love, 
Till  we  join  the  church  above. 


FOR    CHILDREN. 

Hymn  617.  (362  Ch.  &  H.)  P.  M. 

THE  morning  bright, 
With  rosy  light, 
Has  waked  me  from  my  sleep ; 
Father,  I  own, 
Thy  love  alone 
Thy  little  one  doth  keep. 


FOR   CHILDREN.  393 

2  All  through  the  clay, 
I  humbly  pray, 

Be  Thou  my  guard  and  guide  ; 

My  sins  forgive, 

And  let  me  live, 
Blest  Jesus,  near  Thy  side. 

3  Oh  !  make  Thy  rest 
Within  my  breast, 

Great  Spirit  of  all  grace ; 

Make  me  like  Thee, 

Then  shall  I  be 
Prepared  to  see  Thy  face. 

Hymn  6±8.  (365  Ch.  &  H.)  C.  M. 

ALMIGHTY  God,  Thy  piercing  eye 
Strikes  through  the  shades  of  night : 
And  our  most  secret  actions  lie 
All  open  to  Thy  sight. 

2  There's  not  a  sin  that  we  commit, 

Nor  wicked  word  we  say, 
But  in  Thy  dreadful  book  'tis  writ, 
Against  the  judgment-day. 

3  And  must  the  crimes  that  I  have  done 

Be  read  and  publish'd  there  ? 
Be  all  exposed  before  the  sun, 
While  men  and  angels  hear  ? 

4  Lord,  at  Thy  feet  ashamed  I  lie, 

Upward  I  dare  not  look ; 
Pardon  my  sins  before  I  die, 
And  blot  them  from  Thy  book. 


394  FOR   CHILDREN. 

5  Remember  all  the  dying  pains 
That  my  Redeemer  felt, 
And  let  His  blood  wash  out  my  stains, 
And  answer  for  my  guilt. 

Hymn  619.         (366  Ch.  &  H.)  III.  3. 

JESUS,  tender  Shepherd,  hear  us; 
Bless  Thy  little  lambs  to-night : 
Through  the  darkness  be  Thou  near  us  ; 
Keep  us  safe  till  morning  light. 

.2  All  this  day  Thy  hand  has  led  us, 
And  we  thank  Thee  for  Thy  care ; 
Kindly  Thou  hast  clothed  us,  fed  us, 
Listen  to  our  evening  prayer  ! 

3  May  our  sins  be  all  forgiven  ; 

Bless  the  friends  we  love  so  well ; 
Take  us,  when  we  die,  to  heaven, 
Happy  there  with  Thee  to  dwell. 

Hymn  650.         (367  Ch.  &  H.)  C.  M. 

WHEN  daily  I  kneel  down  to  pray, 
As  I  am  taught  to  do, 
God  does  not  care  for  what  I  say 
Unless  I  feel  it  too. 


2  Yet  foolish  thoughts  my  heart  beguile, 
And  when  I  pray  or  sing, 
I'm  often  thinking  all  the  while 
About  some  other  thing. 


FOR   CHILDREN.  395 

3  Oh,  let  me  never,  never  dare 

To  act  a  trifler's  part, 
Or  think  that  God  will  hei*  a  prayer 
That  comes  not  from  the  heart. 

4  But  if  I  make  His  ways  my  choice, 

As  holy  children  do, 
Then,  while  I  seek  Him  with  my  voice, 
My  heart  will  love  Him  too. 

Hymn  651.  (368  Ch.  &  H.)  P.  M. 

TWANT  to  be  like  Jesus, 
So  lowly  and  so  meek; 
For  no  one  marked  an  angry  word 
That  ever  heard  Him  speak. 

2  I  want  to  be  like  Jesus, 

So  frequently  in  prayer 
Alone  upon  the  mountain-top, 
He  met  His  Father  there. 

3  I  want  to  be  like  Jesus, 

For  never  do  I  find 
That  He,  though  persecuted,  was 
To  any  one  unkind. 

4  I  want  to  be  like  Jesus, 

Engaged  in  doing  good, 
So  that  of  me  it  may  be  said, 
"She  hath  done  what  she  could. '' 

5  Alas  !  I'm  not  like  Jesus, 

As  any  one  may  see ; 
Oh,  gentle  Saviour,  send  Thy  grace 
And  make  me  like  to  Thee. 


396  DEATH. 

DEATH. 

Hymn  652.  (392  Ch.  &  H.)  III.  I 

HARK  !  a  voice  divides  the  sky, 
Happy  are  the  faithful  dead/ 
In  the  Lord  who  sweetly  die! 

They  from  all  their  toils  are  freed; 
Them  the  Spirit  hath  declared 

Blest,  unutterably  blest; 
Jesus  is  their  great  reward, 
Jesus  is  their  endless  rest 

2  Follow'd  by  their  works  they  go, 

"Where  their  Head  is  gone  before ; 
Reconciled  by  grace  below, 

Grace  hath  open'd  mercy's  door; 
Justified  through  faith  alone, 

Here  they  knew  their  sins  forgiven ; 
Here  they  laid  their  burden  down, 

Hallow'd  and  made  meet  for  heaven. 

Hymn  653.         (396  Ch.  &  H.)  L.  M. 

WHY  should  we  start,  and  fear  to  die  r 
What  tim'rous  worms  we  mortals  are  1 
Death  is  the  gate  to  endless  joy, 
And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 

2  The  pains,  the  groans,  the  dying  strife, 
Fright  our  approaching  souls  away; 
And  we  shrink  back  again  to  life, 
Fond  of  our  prison  and  our  clay. 


DEATH.  397 

3  0  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet, 

My  soul  would  stretch  her  wings  in  haste, 
Fly  fearless  through  death's  iron  gate, 
Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  she  pass'd. 

4  Jesus  can  make  a  dying  bed 

Feel  soft  as  downy  pillows  are ; 
While  on  His  breast  I  lean  my  head, 
And  breathe  my  life  out  sweetly  there. 

Hymn  654.  (398  Ch.  &  H.)  III.  1. 

THOUGH  I  walk  the  downward  shade, 
Deepening  through  the  vale  of  death, 
Yet  I  will  not  be  afraid, 

But,  with  my  departing  breath, 
I  will  glory  in  my  God, 

In  my  Saviour  I  will  trust, 
Strengthen'd  by  His  staff  and  rod, 
While  this  body  falls  to  dust. 

2  Soon  on  wings,   on  wings  of  love, 
My  transported  soul  shall  rise, 
Like  the  home-returning  dove, 
•  Vanishing  through  boundless  skies  ; 
Then,  where  death  shall  be  no  more, 

Sin  nor  suffering  e'er  molest, 
All  my  days  of  mourning  o'er, 
In  his  presence  I  shall  rest. 

Hymn  655.         (401  Ch.  &  H.)  C.  M. 

THERE  is  a  good  and  pleasant  land, 
On  this  side  Jordan's  stream  • 
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398  DEATH. 

Where  happy  saints  delighted  stand, 
And  bask  in  glory's  beam. 

2  Lord,  let  me  know,  before  I  die, 

The  wonders  of  Thy  hand  ; 
And  let  me  see,  with  mortal  eye, 
That  good  and  pleasant  land. 

3  And  when  Thy  sovereign  voice  shall  say, 

''The  World  is  not  thy  rest; 
Arise,  depart,  and  come  away, 
To  realms  completely  blest ;  " 

4  Then  shall  my  terrors  all  have  ceased, 

Thy  footprints  I  shall  see, 
My  Lord,  my  God,  my  great  High-Priest, 
And  I  will  pass  to  Thee  ! 

5  If  I  have  found  upon  the  way 

A  good  and  pleasant  land  ; 
What  shall  I  find,  when  I  survey 
The  joys  at  Thy  right  hand  ? 

Hymn  656.  (405  Ch.  &  H.)  IV.  2. 

TO  Jesus,  the  crown  of  my  hope, 
My  soul  is  in  haste  to  be  gone  j 
Oh  bear  me,  ye  cherubim,  up, 
And  waft  me  away  to  His  throne. 

2  My  Saviour,  whom  absent  I  love, 
Whom,  not  having  seen,  I  adore, 
Whose  name  is  exalted  above 
All  glory,  dominion,  and  power : 


HEAVEN.  399 

3  Dissolve  Thou  the  bands  that  detain 

My  soul  from  her  portion- in  Thee, 
Oh,  strike  off  the  adamant  chain, 
And  make  me  eternally  free. 

4  Then  that  happy  era  begins, 

When  arrayed  in  Thy  glory  I  shine, 
And  no  longer  pierce  with  my  sins 
The  bosom  on  which  I  recline. 

5  Oh,  then  shall  the  veil  be  removed, 

And  round  me  Thy  brightness  be  pour'd, 
I  shall  see  Him  whom  absent  I  loved, 
Whom,  not  having  seen,  I  adored. 


HEAVEN, 


Hymn  657.         (412  Ch.  &  H.)  C.  M. 

0  MOTHER  dear,  Jerusalem, 
When  shall  I  come  to  thee  ? 
When  shall  my  sorrows  have  an  end  ? 
Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see  ? 

2  0  happy  harbour  of  God's  saints  ! 

0  sweet  and  pleasant  soil ! 
In  thee  no  sorrow  can  be  found, 
Nor  grief,  nor  care,  nor  toil. 

3  No  murky  cloud  overshadows  thee, 

Nor  gloom,  nor  darksome  night ; 
But  every  soul  shines  as  the  sun  ; 
For  God  Himself  gives  light. 


400  HEAVEN. 

4  Thy  walls  are  made  of  precious  stones, 

Thy  bulwarks  diamond-square, 
Thy  gates  are  all  of  orient  pearl : 
0  God  !   if  I  were  there  ! 

5  0  my  sweet  home,  Jerusalem  ! 

Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see  ? 
The  King  that  sitteth  on  thy  throne 
In  His  felicity  ? 

6  Thy  gardens,  and  thy  goodly  waiks 

Continually  are  green, 
Where  grow  such  sweet  and  pleasant  flowers 
As  nowhere  else  are  seen. 

7  Right  through  thy  streets,  with  pleasing  sound, 

The  living  waters  flow, 
And  on  the  banks,  on  either  side, 
The  trees  of  life  do  grow. 

8  Those  trees  each  month  yield  ripen'd  fruit  j 

For  evermore  they  spring, 
And  all  the  nations  of  the  earth 
To  thee  their  honours  bring. 

S  0  mother  dear,  Jerusalem  ! 

When  shall  I  come  to  thee  ? 
When  shall  my  sorrows  have  an  end  ? 
Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see  ? 

Hymn  658.         (414  Ch.  &  H.)  P.  M. 

JERUSALEM  !  high  tow'r  thy  glorious  walls 
Would  God  I  were  in  thee  1 
Desire  of  thee  my  longing  heart  enthrals, 
Desire  at  home  to  be : 


HEAVEN.  401 

Wide  from  the  world  outleaping, 

O'er  hill  and  vale  and  plain, 
My  soul's  strong  wing  is  sweeping, 

Thy  portals  to  attain. 

2  0  gladsome  day,  and  yet  more  gladsome  hour ! 

When  shall  that  hour  have  come, 
When  my  rejoicing  soul  its  own  free  pow'r 

May  use  in  going  home  ? 
Itself  to  Jesjis  giving, 

In  trust  to  His  own  hand, 
To  dwell  among  the  living, 

In  that  blest  Fatherland. 


3  A  moment's  time,  the  twinkling  of  an  eye 

Shall  be  enough,  to  soar 
In  buoyant  exultation,  through  the  sky 

And  reach  the  heav'nly  shore. 
Elijah's  chariot  bringing 

The  homeward  trav'ller  there ; 
Glad  troops  of  angels  winging 

It  onward  through  the  air. 


Great  fastness  thou  of  honour  !  thee  I  greet ! 

Throw  wide  thy  gracious  gate, 
An  entrance  free  to  give  these  longing  feet ; 

At  last  released,  though  late, 
From  wretchedness  and  sinning, 

And  life's  long  weary  way  ; 
And  now,  of  God's  gift,  winning 

Eternity's  bright  day. 
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402  HEAVEN. 

5  What  throng   is   this,  what  noble  troop,  that 
pours, 
Array'd  in  beauteous  guise, 
Out  through  the  glorious  city's  open  doors, 

To  greet  my  wond'ring  eyes? 
The  host  of  Christ's  elected, 
The  jewels  that  He  bears 
In  His  own  crown,  selected 
To  wipe  away  my  tears. 


Of  prophets  great,  and  patriarchs  high,  a  band 

That  once  has  borne  the  cross, 
With  all  the  company  that  won  that  land, 

By  counting  gain  for  loss, 
Now  float  in  freedom's  lightness, 

From  tyrant's  chains  set  free ; 
And  shine  like  suns  in  brightness, 

Array'd  to  welcome  me. 


One  more  at  last  arriv'd  they  welcome  there, 

To  beauteous  Paradise  ; 
Where  sense  can  scarce  its  full  fruition  bear 

Or  tongue  for  praise  suffice  ; 
Glad  hallelujahs  ringing 

With  rapturous  rebound, 
And  rich  hosannas  singing 

Eternity's  long  round. 


8  Unnumber'd  choirs  before  the  Lamb's  high  throne 
There  shout  the  jubilee, 
With  loud  resounding  peal  and  sweetest  tone, 
In  blissful  ecstasy : 


HEAVEN.  403 

A  hundred  thousand  voices 
Take  up  the  wondrous  song  ; 

Eternity  rejoices 

God's  praises  to  prolong. 

Hymn  659.         (417  Ch.  &,  H.)  P.  M. 

ETERNITY!  Eternity! 
How  long-art  thou,  Eternity? 
And  yet  to  thee  Time  hastes  away ; 
Like  as  the  war-horse  to  the  fray, 
Or  swift  as  couriers  homeward  go, 
Or  ship  to  port,  or  shaft  from  bow. 
Ponder,   0  man,  Eternity  ! 

2  Eternity  !  Eternity  ! 

How  long  art  thou,  Eternity  ? 
Even  as  on  a  perfect  sphere, 
Nor  end  nor  outset  can  appear, 
E'en  so,  Eternity,  in  thee, 
Entrance  nor  exit  can  there  be. 
Ponder,   0  man,  Eternity  1 

3  Eternity  !  Eternity  ! 

How  long  art  thou,  Eternity ! 
A  little  bird  with  fretting  beak 
Might  wear  to  nought  the  loftiest  peak, 
Though  but  each  thousand  years  it  came. 
Yet  leave  thee  then,  as  now,  the  same. 
Ponder,   0  man,  Eternity  ! 

4  Eternity  !  Eternity  ! 

How  long  art  thou,  Eternity  ? 
How  terrible  art  thou  in  woe, 
How  blest  where  joys  forever  flow  ! 
God's  mercy  shedding  gladness  bright, 
His  judgment,  bitterness  and  night. 
Ponder,  0  man,  Eternity. 


40-4  HEAVEN. 

Hymn  660.         (23  Anc.  &,  M.)  L.  M. 

"There  shall  be  no  night  there." 

GREAT  God,  who  hid  from  mortal  sight 
Dost  dwell  in  unapproached  light, 

Before  whose  presence  angels  bow 
With  faces  veiled,  in  homage  low  ; 

2  Awhile  in  darkness  we  remain, 
And  round  us  yet  are  sin  and  pain  ; 
But  soon  the  everlasting  day 

Shall  chase  our  shades  of  night  away. 

3  For  Thou  hast  promised,  gracious  Lord, 
A  day  of  gladness  and  reward  : 

A  day  but  faintly  imaged  here 
By  brightest  sun  at  noontide  clear. 

4  Too  long,  alas  !  it  still  delays^ 
It  lingers  yet,  that  day  of  days  ; 
Our  mortal  strife  and  toil  must  cease 
Before  we  win  its  heavenly  peace. 

5  Then,  from  its  fleshly  bonds  set  free, 
The  soul  shall  fly,  0  God,  to  Thee; 
To  see  Thee,  love  Thee,  and  adore, 
Her  blissful  task  for  evermore. 

6  Great  Trinity,  our  hearts  prepare, 
The  fulness  of  Thy  joy  to  share  ; 
Life's  transient  light  may  we  improve, 
And  gain  eternal  light  above.     Amen. 


HEAVEN.  405 

Hymn  661.         (155  Anc.  &  M.)  C.  M. 

"And  He  showed  me  a  pure  river  of  water  of  Life,  clear  as 
crystal,  proceeding  out  of  the  throne  of  God  and  of  the 
Lamb." 

A  LIVING  stream,  as  crystal  clear, 
Welling'  from  out  the  Throne 
Of  God  and  of  the  Lamb  on  high, 
The  Lord  to  man  hath  shown. 

2  This  stream  doth  water  paradise, 

It  makes  the  angels  sing; 
One  precious  drop  within  the  heart 
Is  of  all  joy  the  spring  : 

3  Joy  past  all  speech,  of  glory  full, 

But  stored  where  none  may  know, 
As  manna  hid  in  dewy  heaven, 
As  pearls  in  ocean  low. 

4  Eye  hath  not  seen,  nor  ear  Hath  heard, 

Nor  to  man's  heart  hath  come 
What  for  those  loving  Thee  in  truth 
Thou  hast  in  love's  own  home. 

5  But  by  His  Spirit  He  to  us 

The  secret  doth  reveal : 
Faith  sees  and  hears :  but  0  for  wings 
To  touch,  and  taste,  and  feel: 

6  Wings  like  a  dove  to  waft  us  on 

High  o'er  the  flood  of  sin  ! 
Lord  of  the  Ark,  put  forth  Thine  hand 
And  take  Thy  wanderers  in. 

7  0  praise  the  Father,  praise  the  Son, 

The  Lamb  for  sinners  given, 
And  Holy  Ghost,  through  whom  alone 
Our  hearts  are  raised  to  heaven.     Amen. 


406  HEAVEN. 

Hymn  662.         (167  Anc.  &  M.)  C.  M. 

"  The  things  which  are  seen  are  temporal ;  but  the  things  which 
are  not  seen  are  eternal." 

THE  roseate  hues  of  early  dawn, 
The  brightness  of  the  day, 
The  crimson  of  the  sunset  sky, 

How  fast  they  fade  away  ! 
Oh,  for  the  pearly  gates  of  heaven, 

Oh,  for  the  golden  floor, 
Oh,  for  the  Sun  of  Righteousness 
That  setteth  nevermore  ! 

2  The  highest  hopes  we  cherish  here, 

How  fast  they  tire  and  faint ! 
How  many  a  spot  denies  the  robe 

That  wraps  an  earthly  saint ! 
Oh,  for  a  heart  that  never  sins, 

Oh,  for«a  soul  washed  white, 
Oh,  for  a  voice  to  praise  our  King, 

Nor  weary  day  nor  night ! 

3  Here  faith  is  ours,  and  heavenly  hope 

And  grace  to  lead  us  higher ; 
But  there  are  perfectness  and  peace, 

Beyond  our  best  desire, 
Oh,  by  Thy  love  and  anguish,  Lord, 

And  by  Thy  life  laid  down, 
Grant  that  we  fall  not  from  Thy  Grace, 

Nor  cast  away  our  crown.     Amen. 

Hymn  663.         (180  Anc.  &.  M.)  C.  M. 

"When  shall  I  come  to  appear  before  the  presence  of  God?" 

JERUSALEM,  my  happy  home, 
Name  ever  dear  to  me, 


HEAVEN.  407 

When  shall  my  labours  have  an  end  ? 
Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see? 

2  When  shall  these  eyes  thy  heaven-built  walls 

And  pearly  gates  behold  ? 
Thy  bulwarks,  with  salvation  strong, 
And  streets  of  shining  gold  ? 

3  Apostles,  Martyrs,  Prophets,  there ' 

Around  my  Saviour  stand  : 
And  all  I  love  in  Christ  below 
Will  join  the  glorious  band. 

4  Jerusalem,  my  happy  home, 

When  shall  I  come  to  thee  ? 
When  shall  my  labours  have  an  end  ? 
Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see  ? 

5  0  Christ,  do  Thou  my  soul  prepare 

For  that  bright  home  of  love ; 
That  I  may  see  Thee  and  adore, 
With  all  Thy  saints  above.     Amen, 

Hymn  664.         (182  Anc.  &,  M.)  P.  M. 

'•'  There  remaineth  therefore  a  rest  to  the  people  of  God." 

THERE  is  a  blessed  Home 
Beyond  this  land  of  woe, 
Where  trials  never  come, 

Nor  tears  of  sorrow  flow; 
Where  faith  is  lost  in  sight, 

And  patient  hope  is  crowned, 
And  everlasting  light 
Its  glory  throws  around. 


408  HEAVEN. 

2  There  is  a  land  of  peace, 

Good  angels  know  it  well, 
Glad  songs  that  never  cease 

Within  its  portals  swell; 
Around  its  glorious  Throne, 

Ten  thousand  saints  adore 
Christ,  with  the  Father  One 

And  Spirit  evermore. 

3  0  joy  all  joys  beyond, 

To  see  the  Lamb  who  died, 
And  count  each  sacred  Wound 

Id  Hands,  and  Feet,  and  Side; 
To  give  to  Him  the  praise 

Of  every  triumph  won, 
And  sing  through  endless  days 

The  great  things  He  hath  done. 

4  Look  up,  ye  saints  of  God, 

Nor  fear  to  tread  below 
The  path  your  Saviour  trod 

Of  daily  toil  and  woe  ; 
Wait  but  a  little  while 

In  uncomplaining  love, 
His  own  most  gracious  smile 

Shall  welcome  you  above.     Amen. 


Hymn  605.        (243  Anc.  &,  M.)  P.  M. 

"  I  saw  the  holy  city,  New  Jerusalem,  coming  down  from  God, 
out  of  heaven,  prepared  as  a  bride  adorned  for  her  husband." 

BLESSED  city,  heavenly  Salem, 
Vision  dear  of  peace  and  love, 


HEAVEN.  409 

Who  of  living  stones  art  builded 
In  the  height  of  heaven  above, 

And,  with  angel-hosts  encircled, 
As  a  bride  to  earth  dost  move ; 

2  From  celestial  realms  descending, 

Bridal  glory  round  Thee  shed, 
Meet  for  Him  whose  love  espoused  Thee, 

To  thy  Lord  shalt  thou  be  led : 
All  thy  streets  and  all  thy  bulwarks 

Of  pure  gold  are  fashioned. 

3  Bright  thv  gates  of  pearl  are  shining, 

They  are  open  evermore  ; 
And  by  virtue  of  His  merits 

Thither  faithful  souls  do  soar, 
Who  for  Christ's  dear  Name  irf  this  world 

Pain  and  tribulation  bore. 

4  Many  a  blow  and  biting  sculpture 

Polished  well  those  stones  elect, 
In  their  places  now  compacted 

By  the  heavenly  Architect, 
Who  therewith  hath  willed  forever 

That  His  Palace  should  be  decked. 

5  Praise  and  honour  to  the  Father, 

Praise  and  honour  to  the  Son, 
Praise  and  honour  to  the  Spirit, 

Ever  Three,  and  ever  One, 
One  in  might  and  One  in  glory, 

While  eternal  ages  run.      Amen. 

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Abide  with  me!  fast  falls  the  eventide 53 

Affliction  is  a  stormy  deep 349 

Again  the  Lord  of  life  and  light 89 

Again  the  Lord's  own  day  is  here f 99 

Alas!  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed 18 

Alleluia!  Alleluia!  Alleluia! 1S6 

Alleluia!  best  and  sweetest 340 

Alleluia,  song  of  sweetness 338 

All  glory,  laud,  and  honour 151 

All  hail,  adored  Trinity 211 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus' name 46 

A  living  stream,  as  crystal  clear 405 

Almighty  God!  I  call  to  Thee , 348 

Almighty  God,  Thy  piercing  eye 393 

All  people  that  on  earth  do  dwell 335 

All  unseen  the  Master  walketh 345 

All  ye  who  seek  for  sure  relief. 286 

Ami  a  soldier  of  the  cross 373 

A  mountain  fastness  is  our  God 305 

An  exile  for  the  faith 284 

Angels,  from  the  realms  of  glory 115 

Angels,  lament ;  behold,  your  God 163 

Angels,  roll  the  rock  away! 175 

Angels,  where'er  we  go.  attend 74 

Arm  of  the  Lord,  awake,  awake 244 

Around  the  throne  of  God  in  heaven. 255 

Asleep  in  Jesus  !  blessed  sleep 58 

Asleep  in  Jesus  !  blessed  sleep.... 265 

As  now  the  sun's  declining  rays 379 

As  with  gladness  men  of  old.. 132 

At  the  Lamb's  high  feast  we  sing LS5 

Author  of  good,  to  Thee  we  turn 293 

Awake  and  sing  the  song 343 

Awake,  my  soul,  to  joyful  lays 45 

Before  the  ending  of  the  day 380 

Before  the  Lord  we  bow 31 

Behold  a  stranger  at  the  door 291 

Behold  the  glories  of  the  Lamb 199 

Behold  the  Lamb 166 

Behold  the  Lamb  of  God 311 

Behold  the  messengers  of  Christ 278 

Blessed  city,  heavenly  ^alem 408 

Blessed  Jesus,  here  we  stand 228 

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Far  from  my  heavenly  home 366 

Far  from  the  world,  6  Lord,  I  flee 54 

Father  in  whom  we  live 214 

For  a  season  call'd  to  part 390 

Forever  here  my  rest  shall  be - 39 

Forever  with  the  Lord 58 

For  man  the  Saviour  shed 282 

For  mercies  countless  as  the  sands 235 

For  thee,  oh  dear,  -dear  country 67 

For  Thy  dear  saint,  0  Lord 285 

For  Thy  mercy  and  Thy  grace 124 

Forth  from  the  dark  and  stormy  sky 87 

Forth  flames  the  standard  of  our  King 168 

Forth  in  Thy  Name.  0  Lord,  I  go 54 

Forty  days,  aud  forty  nights 144 

Fountain  of  good,  to  own  Thy  love 260 

From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows 294 

From  highest  heaven  th'  Eternal  Son 82 

Full  of  trembling  expectation 351 

Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken 5 

Glory  be  to  Jefna 157 

God  eternal,  mighty  King 254 

God  is  in  His  holy  temple 91 

God  !  my  supporter  and  my  hope 316 

God  of  grace,  0  let  Thy  light ,.  247 

God  of  mercy,  God  of  grace 131 

God  of  my  life,  through  all  its  days 323 

God  of  our  life,  to  thee  we  call 362 

God  the  Creator  bless'd 90 

God  the  Father,  from  Thy  throne 191 

God  the  Lord  a  King  remaineth 263 

God  who  madest  earth  and  heaven, 383 

Goto  dark  Gethsemane 20 

Great  God,  as  seasons  disappear 30 

Great  God,  who,  hid  from  mortal  sight 404 

Great  High-Priest  we  view  Thee  stooping '. 165 

Great  High-Priest,  who  deign'dst  to.be 324 

Great  Mover  of  all  hearts,  whose  haud 141 

Great  Shepherd  of  Thy  people,  hear 241 

Hail  the  clay  that  sees  Him  rise 23 

Hail,  Thou  once  despised  Jesus 19 

Hark!  a  thrilling  voice  is  sounding 9 

Hark  !  a  voice  divides  the  sky 396 

Hark!  my  soul!  it  is  the  Lord 319 

Hark!  the  song  of  jubilee 136 

Hark!  what  mean  those  holy  voices 13 

Head  of  the  hosts  in  glory 84 

Hearts  of  stone,  relent,  relent 171 

He  is  risen.  He  is  risen 174 

Here,  in  Thy  Name,  eternal  Cod 240 

He,  who  once  in  righteous  vengeance 156 

His  trial  o'er,  and  now  beneath...... 169 

Holy  Father,  great  Creator 28 

Holy  Ghost!  with  light  divine 205 

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Holy,  holy,  holy!  Lord  God  Almighty 213 

Holy,  holv,  holy  Lord 200 

Holy,  holv,  holy  Lord 216 

Holy  Spirit,  Lord  of  light 208 

Hoaaana  to  the  living  Lord 12 

Hosanua  to  the  Prince  of  light 1% 

How  blessed,  from  the  bonds  of  sin 370 

How  bleat  were  they  who  walked  in  love 130 

How  bright  those  glorious  spirits  shine 880 

How  rich  Thy  favours,  God  of  grace 344 

How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 43 

How  welcome  was  the  call 267 

If  human  kindness  meets  return 236 

In  grief  and  fear  fo  Thee,  0  Lord 220 

In  the  sun.  and  moon,  and  stars 112 

In  the  vineyard  of  our  Father 252 

In  Thy  Name,  0  Lord,  assembling 97 

Israel  in  ancient  days 70 

I  sing  the  almighty  power  of  God 72 

I  think  when  1  read  that  sweet  story  of  old 257 

I  want  to  be  like  Jesus 395 

jBStr,  giant  me  this.  I  pray 312 

Jesu,  meek  and  gentle 300 

Je~u,  meek  and  lowly 164 

Jesu.  my  Lord,  my  God.  my  all 331 

Jesu.  our  hope,  our  heart's  desire 195 

Jesu.  the  very  thought  of  Thee 327 

Jesu!  the  very  thought  is  sweet 133 

Jesu,  the  world's  redeeming  Lord 189 

Jesu.  Thy  mercies  are  untold 326 

Jesus  Christ  is  risen  to-day. 23 

Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken 369 

Jesus,  in  Thee  our  eyes  behold ; 2ul 

Jesus,  let  Thy  pitying  eye 16 

Jesns  lives!  no  longer  now 188 

Jesus,  Lord,  we  kneel  before  Thee 150 

Jesns.  my  all.  to  heaven  is  gone 307 

Jesns.  my  Saviour,  look  on  me 310 

Jesus,  tender  Shepherd,  hear  us  394 

Jesus!  the  very  thought  of  Thee 41 

Jesus.  Thy  blood  and  righteousness 40 

Jesus,  where'er  Thy  people  meet 92 

Jerusalem!  high  tow'r  Thy  glorious  walls 400 

Jerusalem,  my  happy  home 59 

Jerusalem,  my  happy  home 406 

Jerusalem,  the  golden 65 

Join  all  the  glorious  names 77 

Joy  to  the  world,  the  Lord  is  come 135 

Just  as  I  am,  without  one  plea 38 

KiNJjREi*  i\  Christ!  for  his  dear  sake 86 

Let  mf.  not.  Thou  King  Eternal 64 

Let  saints  on  earth  in  concert  sing 365 


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T.ift  your  glad  voices  in  triumph  on  high 177 

Light's  glittering  morn  bedeck?  the  sky 180 

Light  of  those  whose  dreary  dwelling ._ 108 

Little  travellers  Zionward .". 257 

Look,  ye  saints  :  the  Bight  is  glorious 198 

Lo!  from  the  desert  homes 270 

Lo!  he  comes  in  clouds  descending 105 

Lo!  Jesus  stands  with  open  arms 290 

Lord,  as  to  Thy  dear  cross  we  flee 367 

Lord,  at  Thy  temple  we  appear 120 

Lord  God,  the  Holy  Ghost 26 

Lord,  go  with  us,  and  we  go 202 

Lord.  I  am  Thine,  entirely  Thine 2o4 

Lord  of  the  harvest,  once  again 225 

Lord!  in  the  morning  Thou  shalt  hear 96 

Lord,  in  this  Thy  mercy's  day „ 147 

Lord,  in  Thy  Name  Thy  servants  plead 1^0 

Lord,  lead  the  way  the  Saviour  went.. 259 

Lord  of  the  harvest,  hear 247 

Lord  of  the  worlds  above 93 

Lord,  pour  Thy  Spirit  from  on  high 268 

Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray  aright 295 

Lord.  Thine  appointed  servants  bless .' 238 

Lord,  Thy  glory  fills  the  heaven 44 

Lord.  Thy  word  abideth. 71 

Lord,  when  we  bend  before  Thy  throne 145 

Lord  Divine,  all  love  excelling 322 

Mart  to  the  Saviour's  tomb 175 

May  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour 98 

Messiah!  at  Thy  glad  approach 110 

Mortals,  awake;  with  angels  join 117 

My  dear  Redeemer  and  my  Lord 17 

My  faith  looks  up  to  Thee 32 

My  God,  accept  my  heart  this  day 33 

My  God,  how  endless  is  Thy  love". 389 

My  God,  how  wonderful  Thou  art 3^5 

My  God,  I  love  Thee,  not  because 42 

My  God.  my  Father,  while  I  stray 359 

My  God.  my  King,  Thy  various  praise 340 

My  God!  the  covenant  of  thy  love 229 

My  God,  when  at  Thy  throne  I  bend 304 

My  Saviour,  as  Thou  wilt 52 

My  Saviour,  on  the  word  of  truth 318 

My  song'shall  bless  the  Lord  of  all 119 

My  spirit  longeth  for  Thee 294 

Nay.  I  cannot  let  Thee  go 372 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee. 55 

New  every  morning  is  the  love 374 

No  blood  of  bird  or  beast 78 

No  more,  my  God,  I  boast  no  more 307 

Not  by  the  martyrs'  death  alone 2>3 

Not  with  our  mortal  eyes .' 342 

Now  at  the  Lamb's  high  royal  feast 178 

Now  gird  your  patient  loius  again 10 


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Now  thank  we  all  our  God 

the  haven  of  Thy  br<^t 

0  Chbist,  who  art  the  Light  and  Day 

0  Chri?:.  pare  a  place 329 

0  come,  all  ye  faithful 121 

0  come  and  mourn  with  me  awhile 162 

0  come,  lt-t  us  raise 

my  partners  in  distress.™ 313 

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0  help  us.  Lord,  each  hour  of  need 149 



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O  Lord,  •  :u  me 146 

0  love  divine,  !  nan 334 

0  love.  i.  -  325 

:ne  to  wear 330 

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rmy  banks  I  st:tnd 60 

On  the  mountain's  t^p  appearing 134 

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Once  more  the  solemn  season  calls 141 


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Once  the  angel  started  back 173 

One  sole  baptismal  sign 83 

0  Jesu,  Lord  oflight  and  grace 375 

0  praise  our  Gtod  to-day ." 261 

0  sacred  head,  surrounded 160 

0  Saviour,  leave  us  not  alone 147 

0  Saviour,  who  for  man  hast  trod 193 

0  sinner,  lift  the  eye  of  faith 158 

0  Thou  by  long  experience  tried 344 

0  Thou,  from  whom  all  goodness  flows 357 

0  Thou  who  didst  prepare 262 

0  Thou  who  dost  to  man  accord 143 

0  Thou  who  hear'st  the  prayer  of  faith 309 

0  Trinity,  most  Blessed  Light 384 

0  wisdom,  who  o'er  earth  below 106 

0  worship  the  King ^ 336 

Our  blest  Redeemer,  ere  He  breathed 209 

Pain  and  toil  are  over  now 173 

Pleasant  are  Thy  courts  above 87 

Plung*d  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair 76 

Pour  out  Thy  Spirit  from  on  high 238 

Praise,  my  soul,  the  King  of  heaven 337 

Praise,  0  praise,  our  God  and  King 224 

Praise  the  Lord!  ye  heavens,  adore  Him 337 

Praise  to  God  who  reigns  above 271 

Prostrate,  dear  Jesus!  at  Thy  feet 303 

Quiet,  Lord,  my  froward  heart 346 

Rejoice,  rejoice,  believers 113 

Rejoice  to-day  with  one  accord 226 

Resting  from  His  work  to-day 1G3 

Return,  my  roving  heart!  return 148 

Ride  on  !  ride  on  in  majesty 152 

Safeley  through  another  week 391 

Saviour,  breathe  an  evening  blessing 388 

Saviour!  in  mercy  hear  the  sighs 391 

See,  He  comes!  whom  every  nation 9 

See  the  destined  day  arise 161 

See  the  ransomed  millions  stand 113 

Send  out  Thy  light  and  truth,  0  God 243 

Shepherd  of  souls,  refresh  and  bless 233 

Show  pity,  Lord;  O  Lord,  forgive 301 

Sing  Hallelujah;  sing 222 

Siou's  Daughter,  weep  no  more 155 

Six  days  of  labour  now  are  past 100 

Son  of  the  Highest,  deign  to  cast 284 

Soon  and  forever 316 

Source  of  light  and  life  divine 388 

Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed 259 

Spirit  of  mercy,  truth,  and  love 208 

Spirit  of  Truth!  on  this  Thy  day 27 

Spirit,  pour'd  on  Pentecost 202 

Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord 92 

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Tate  up  thy  cross,  thr  -  

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The  ancient  law  departs 127 

The  atoning  work  is  done 

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will  come,  die  earth  shall  quak  -  109 

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The  roseate  hues  of  early  da 

The  royal  banners  forward  go 153 

197 

;f  God  goes  forth  to  war _7 

The  starry  firmament  "_' 

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Thouar:  _  but  we  will  not  deplore  thee 

Thou  art  mv  hiding-place,  0  Lord 

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Thoa  hidden  source  of  cairn  -       -  308 

I  357 

Thou,  whom  my  soul  admires  aboTe— 371 

I  r;ose  Alniigfc:  29 

Though  I  walk  the  downward  sha  397 

Three  in  One.  and  One  in  Three. 

Throne:.  .  .is  spared  us— 3?1 

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To  the  Name  of  our  salvation.. 


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Watcbmax!  tell  as  of  the  night. — .....^  108 

We  come  not  with  a  costly  store. . 134 

.veiling:  home  to  heaven  above.. — _  292 

We  sing  the  praise  of  Him  who  died —  154 

What  a  strange  and  wondrous  story _ 251 

What  our  Father  does  is  well 218 

What  sinners  value  I  resign  —  315 

What  star  is  this,  with  beams  so  bright.  .  123 

What  various  hindrances  we  meet 296 

When  daily  I  kneel  down  to  pray — _ 394 

vr_T-   -    ;  ;:    .  :  : ..-_-  i . -_  :'.-  i_  -.r-    .  " 

When  His  salvation  bringu.^  „ 

When  I  can  trust  my  aU  with  Go>i  347 

When  in  the  hour  of  utmost  need. .  361 

When  musing  sorrow  weeps  the  past. _ 355 

When,  my  Saviour,  shall  1  be— . —  316 

When  the  worn  spirit  wants  repose — . 378 

Where  high  the  heavenly  temple  stands —    24 

While  with  ceaseless  course  the  sun 14 

Who  are  these  like  stars  appearing. -  273 

Who  shall  the  Lord's  elect  condemn — . ....  306 

Why  should  we  start,  and  fear  to  die — 396 

Why  should  the  children  of  a  King  205 

With  jov  we  hasten  to  the  place. .....     95 

Within  Thy  courts  have  millions  met. 

Words  are  things  of  little  c:  =  :  253 

Ye  choirs  of  new  Jerusalem.  ., ,  179 

Ye  hearts  with  youthful  vigour  warm . 

Ye  servants  of  the  Lord. ... .  368 

Your  harps,  ye  trembling  saints . . ._  390 

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A  TABLE  OF  SUBJECTS. 


HYMN 

Redemption 213,286 

The  Church 215,  293 

Advent 218,315 

Christmas 223,330 

New  Year 224,340 

Epiphany 225,  344 

Lent 226,  359 

Passion  Week 228 

Good  Friday 230 

Easter 233,395 

Ascension 234,  414 

Whit-Sundav 236,426 

Trinity  Sunday 239,436 

Thanksgiving-Day 241,  448 

Confirmation 243 

The  Lord's  Supper 245,  461 

Sunday-schools 246 

Funerals 247,499 

Prayer 248,  528 

Repentance 249,  536 

Faith - 250,541 

Love 253 

Praise 256,  574 

Peace 260,586 

Daily  Devotion 264 

Death 269,  652 

Judgment 273 

Eternity 274 

The  Holy  Scriptures 278 

Creation \ 282 

Providence 283 

The  Lord's  Day 299 

Circumcision f 343 

Septuagesiina,  etc 354 

The  Sunday  next  before  Easter 370 

Passion  Week  and  Good  Friday 372 

Easter  Even 394 

Rogation  Days 412 

Fast-Day 444 

Baptism  and  Confirmation 456 

Ordination  and  Institution  of  Ministers 468 

Laying  the  Corner-stone  of  a  Church 470 

Consecration  of  a  Church 471 

Missions 474 

420 


A   TABLE   OF   SUBJECTS.  421 

HYMN 

Parish  and  Sunday-schools 480 

Infant  Schools 487 

Charitable  Occasions 491 

At  Sea " 495 

Holy  Matrimony 501 

Ember  Days 502 

Nativity  of  St.  John  Baptist 504 

Saint  Michael  and  all  Angels 505 

All  Saints'  Day 507 

Apostles 509 

Evangelists 511 

Martyrs,  etc 513 

Invitation 520 

Hope , 551 

Joy 583 

Trials „ 590 

Christian  Life 609 

Devotion 622 

For  Children 647 

Heaven 657 


